I do not think that anyone will want to read this. My posts will be pretentious, and most likely involve a preponderance of words like preponderance. (Nevertheless, they will hopefully will not take a Grade Level 14 to read like most economic papers.) They will, however, be completely honest. And that is why I am creating this.
I deleted my Instagram account while I was depressed. I couldn’t handle it anymore. There was such a difference in how I presented myself— happy, put together, happy, happy, happy, happy, happy— and how I actually felt. Which was not happy.
This blog, or literary exercise, or whatever the fuck it is, will, whatever its other faults, at least be honest.