Ah hell, the lack of sleep isn't the problem — it was the blank canvas dilemma. I couldn't think of anything to write up until now. Let's unpack by paranoia around doxxing.
The first and foremost reason for why I worry about doxxing: I'm fucking embarrassed. Embarrassed about where I am in life. Embarrassed about what I've amounted to. Embarrassed about the fact that I am exactly where I am in life. And that is 100% a consequence of the poor decisions I've made. I'd loooove to blame my parents, society, God, FATE, or SOMETHING for my circumstances, but that would be a bold-faced lie. Areas like finance, physique, and skillset are all, in my estimation, not up to par. It's utterly embarrassing. However, I recognize that this it is entirely up to me to change; despite whatever sad, self-loathing thoughts