Someone once asked me if I was sure of myself. Because apparently I have no bubble. It’s so open that people can just barge in and disrupt it, possibly influence me, as “evidence” by my being on a messaging app 80% of the day.

At least I’m not an introverted asshole who is only mildly tolerated by friends whose friendship with you is brushed off as by history not choice.

But yeah sure. I have no sense of self because I have friends I am in constant contact with.

To each her own, I guess.