I am not over-thinking and I am not trying to be over dramatic here but I am pretty sure the internet is trying to kill me.

With the round-the-clock birth of information and non-stop stream of news, not to mention the political hullabaloo happening on social media (this has got to be the most exciting toxic election ever), the internet has robbed me of my sleep. Yes, there are so many ways the internet can kill you and this is just one of them.

Fact: Lack of sleep kills sex drive. Sleep specialists say that sleep-deprived men and women report lower libidos and less interest in sex. Depleted energy, sleepiness, and increased tension may be largely to blame. (source)

In that case, I'd be double dead by now.

Kidding aside, I don't think the internet has overwhelmed me this much. I never expected a simple blog post could change minds, change hearts, and even change site rankings. Not that the last one matters. Wala naman talaga akong makukuha dito. 

But hey, that's 27k shares and counting ftw! (source: Facebook)

But this is something huge for me because I am starting to fulfill what this blog aims: to make a difference. 27,000 shares is nothing. Really. It pales in comparison with those websites that can get a million hits in a day. But within those 27,000 shares, I know, somewhere out there, I HAVE MADE A DIFFERENCE. And even if it only has to be one person, it already means a lot to me.

I'm no Gandhi nor Mother Theresa nor Einstein nor Steve Jobs and I cannot be anybody other than a female who thinks a lot but expresses a little. And my small deed may not necessarily lead to a grander scale of things or shoot me up to fame. But if it's inspiration or motivation an individual needs during a time of cyber-crisis and confusion such as this, then I think I've done well. And that's what matters most.

Anyway, the internet has gone too far in emotionally building and wrecking me. There are exactly 19 days before the election, which could only mean 19 more days of internet toxicity. I have never been so comfortable with stress and anger before (and I think it's a bad thing). I get angry about nothing and almost everything I read on the internet. Not that I am raging over these things physically or over the keyboard because I have mastered the art of just rolling my eyes to anything dismissive. But I just wish the elections are over. I've had enough from those 'tards and trolls already. I wish to see more derp cat videos on my feeds again, but until then, I am unplugging.