I have done a lot of thinking about the internet lately, and even came to the conclusion that the internet makes me unhappy. Upon further investigation *cough cough* I noticed that it´s not the internet that is making me unhappy, it´s me. I behave the same way on the internet as I do in real life. I make the same mistakes. This is making me unhappy, nothing else.

When someone was doing badly and I saw that, you can bet billions that I was the first to reply. Have you noticed that I stopped that?

My energy tank is empty. I have given away more energy again than I had available. Due to the inability to express what I really feel, or how I am really doing, I have no chance of getting my tank filled up again.

It´s little things, that make me really think. When I read that someone sais “noone reads that anyway” (a hint that noone comments) I feel hurt. Because I do read and comment, pretty much on all entries. But maybe I comment too much, and therefor it isn´t worth anything anymore and doesn´t count. Anyone think how that makes me feel? There are loads of examples, this is only one. Lesson learned, I am not going to be taken for granted ever again.