I'm seeing eye to eye with him today.
"Internet Friends - Always there only a click,click,type,click away. Cycling through emotions, pains, and whatnot, like realistic figments of my psychosis. For living loving and scrolling down the friends list like we are our words and nothing more. (I do the same, I am the same)
....
Friends - For saying what I want to hear. I don't want to hear it. But I do. Stop.

Myself - Of course. For not dealing with my problems or taking chances or having courage."

Indeed. I rant more later. Must head off to breakfast, get out of the house (finally) and be in good company. Let's hope I look nice today.