The wider the gap between who you post and who you are, the more exhausting every day gets.

Keeping two versions in circulation costs constant low-level effort: tracking what the public one has claimed, staying inside its story, managing the worry of being caught out. The tiredness comes from the distance rather than from posting, and a small distance costs almost nothing. What makes it grow is never a decision, only a run of slightly improved versions of the truth.

Narrow the gap by an inch this week instead of confessing anything dramatic. Mention one ordinary thing that does not flatter you. Notice that the sky stays where it was.