I already post damn near every thought I have via Tumblr or comments here on Lemmy (and the 10 years before Lemmy on Reddit). Should be plenty of material to build an accurate psyche profile of me for the history books.
I am merely lamenting the fact that those who know me IRL and even care about me don’t actually show interest in me, nor are they the kinds of people who go through a dead person’s belongings as a way of mourning or remembering them. Random people online show more interest in my thoughts and feelings than my own family.