Yeah. And I think I was only able to cope with this situation because I really learned—especially on the Internet—that imperfection is actually an invitation. If I post something too perfect, people just press like and then they scroll away. But because I didn’t have time to be perfect, people saw those vulnerabilities, those cracks, as invitations to chime in and to contribute. And so I made many good friends simply by publishing the drafts that I did not have time to perfect during the day.