We market our image good, Fb-savvy lives, as we navigate our fabulous body-doubles previous different individuals’s partitions, gathering associates, being profitable, residing the life. On-line, we're joyful. On-line rocks. It’s Offline that sucks - as we shut our laptop computer, shut our Bed room door, relaxation our head on our pillow and sink into the acquainted discomfort of being our unattractive, unaccomplished, pitiful selves. That is the allegorical “Bed room” – our most non-public area the place we retire to, night time after night time. The place we let our guards down and dare to be at our ugliest worst.
