Internet Friends
I have good friends I have never met before. We have talked about our deepest fears Laughed at the blackest of humor. We have confided embarrassing secrets. And even shared tips for how to look leaner while flexing on the Gram. But we have never hung out IRL. That’s “In Real Life” for the uninitiated. The Internet has gifted me these friends. They encourage me when I am feeling low and expose something beneath the façade online. Hell, some of them have even admired my genitalia when I have felt brave enough on Twitter and Tumblr. I have talked with these folks about relationships, and break ups, and the nature of loneliness. I have felt comfortable being emotionally naked with them. It’s ironic because they are technically strangers. But I believe that is precisely why I feel so at home with these people, because they don’t know me. And if they were to decide to never speak to me again, I wouldn’t feel super hurt. Nevertheless, we connect. One the web. On the apps. Online. Here I g
