I still struggle with the personal sheddings I leave all over the internet. I’ve deleted my tweets and my old blog. I don’t go out the way I used to. I live alone now, and there’s no one to run from in my own home anymore. Writing about yourself for the internet means pulling off little pieces of your body and letting them walk around without you. You have to let them go, and when you meet them again, you might not like them anymore.
