I am terrified of you. I can’t stand to see your avatar. It mocks me, ceaselessly reminding me of my every failure. My heart drops every time I see those three little dots. They’re a startling reminder of your presence, like a shadow of your demon. When my phone tells me “Seen”, it is like I stumbled on the still-damp footsteps of a monster. The green dot signifying your presence online grows until it fills my vision, a great heavy, sickening glow. But I can never tell you how scared I am of ...

I am terrified of you. I can’t stand to see your avatar. It mocks me, ceaselessly reminding me of my every failure. My heart drops every time I see those three little dots. They’re a startling reminder of your presence, like a shadow of your demon. When my phone tells me “Seen”, it is like I stumbled on the still-damp footsteps of a monster. The green dot signifying your presence online grows until it fills my vision, a great heavy, sickening glow. But I can never tell you how scared I am of ...