I’ve figured out my obsession with social media and posting something all the time. It’s because it gives me some sort of comfort, some proof that i do exist. That i am real and i have a presence. If its on the screen in front of me with my name on it and people engage with it, it means somebody must’ve posted it and typed it and this somebody actually exists in the real world. It’s like a reciept that yes these memories actually happened and im not imagining them.