I’ll probably never get published and even if I did, what would it be for? Who am I writing for? A world full of people who don’t matter to me in the slightest? And already I’m imagining how awful it could be if I had to face bad reviews or somehow got slightly famous and all the skeletons came out of my closet like always happens when there’s a spotlight on you. I’d die.

I should stick to online anonymity like I always have and just write for myself, like I always have. Fuck the world, they don’t matter.