I don't know how vulnerable to be online
Which parts of me are for the world?
Should I share that the only way I've ever been able to ward off a panic attack is by sitting in a bath and doing crossword puzzles on my phone for 3 straight hours?
Should I share that I've been preferring my nails unpainted lately, and I don't know if that's a gender thing or a laziness thing or a minimalism thing?
Should I share that my life would be 75% worse if I couldn't occasionally reset myself by burying my face in the crook of my partner's neck?
Should I share that I hate how high my screen time is?
Should I share that I've been daydreaming that someone will read this piece, or another one like it, and feel compelled to reach out and tell me that they think I'm a good writer?
Should I share that most of my crushes have been unrequited, and I secretly think some of them were wrong to not like me back, even though I know that's unfair of me?
Should I share that I eat little pieces of cheap dark chocolate every day?
Should I share that I sometimes picture jagged clear crystals growing out of my skin like stalagmites?
Maybe.