I spent the weekend with my boyfriend. I was online there too, naturally.
Part of my addiction comes from the belief that I would be bored if I didn't spend time on the internet. That's a load of bullshit, honestly. I'm an internet addict, but I subscribe to blogs and facebook pages that are about living a disconnected life, offline, in the world. I know that there is fun and life to be had AFK but what do I really do about it?
I went to the hospital last night. I slept all day today, trying to regain my health. Instead, I feel fuzzy and weary, almost too tired to type this. My body aches and I just want to space out.
But I am here. Pushing through the pain and exhaustion, to play on the internet.
What's wrong with me?
I am full of self-loathing. Not so shameless anymore.