Two years ago I watched a TED talk called
The Power of Vulnerability and became convinced that true feelings of belonging and happiness come as a result of embracing vulnerability, which led me to become more-or-less
radically honest.
You know how sometimes you worry that people are talking about you behind your back? I used to do that too, but now I don’t.
When I read one of your posts, I think you're bizarre, manic, intelligent, paranoid. But here we differ in a significant way: when I'm finished reading your post, I
don't think of you. At all. I literally just found out that your name is Chris. Or maybe it actually isn't. Whatever.
Reading your last post made me feel sad, and also I enjoy writing, and so I wrote this one. Maybe I have all these extra feels because today is New Years day in Thailand, or maybe because last night I listened to a very drunk and very sad American tourist spill his heart out and I had long forgotten how much anger and hatred and sadness some people hold inside.
To celebrate New Years we have a massive water fight from sunrise until sunset for about a week. Google “Song Kran” to see pictures. Everyone is fair game and everyone plays, no matter their age. Yesterday a police woman blew her whistle at me and when I turned towards the noise she splashed me straight in the face.
Would you like to know "embarrassing" things about me? One time in elementary school I peed myself in class. I'm probably a 2 on the kinsey scale. I had my first kiss when I was 16. I'm so scatter-brained that I once took an online dementia test (I'm 21 years old). I use a neti pot every day; Gross, right?
“Water fight” is actually a poor translation. In Thai we would say that we are “playing water.”
Drama, fights, etc., are emotional dialogues; they require at least two participants. You can't have drama with me because I don’t want to fight. I give zero shits. I’d rather play. You are powerless to stop me from loving you.
I had nothing to do with a thread crasher, or this fiverr gig, and I am not part of any anti-Carter conspiracies. I have no great secrets and no mortal enemies. I hope that you are successful and happy and sleep well at night. I have no interest in watching the world burn, although if it does, so be it, I had a good run.