Erasing myself. Part 2

The entire internet, weighs roughly about 50 grams.

My over thinking of my internet addiction and wanting to get over it, and get away from this trap seems inconsequential when I start thinking about how my contribution to the internet is nearly non existent.
It also makes it easy to just believe as though whatever I did for the past three years never existed. The people I met, the phone calls, the skype calls, the IM's, every memory. All very easily erasable. All somehow, expendable. Very flimsy

It is quite baffling how something virtual can affect you physically and cause you pain. If you break it down, every internet relationship you've had is just a large bunch of 0's and 1's.
Actually it is easy to be everything you aren't on the internet. There are no social obligations. Just how it became an extension of society, I don't know. When the line between reality and the virtual world blurred, I don't know.

It is easier to let go. Better be lonely than depend on the Internet for company. Time to breakaway from its slimy tentacles.

Time to erase myself.