The loneliest I have ever been, I was also the most visible. I was posting. I was sharing. I was building something — or trying to. A career from a story, a platform from a belief system, a community from an algorithm. I was shouting into the internet about things I genuinely cared about, trying to help people, trying to matter in the way that American culture tells you mattering is supposed to look like: reach, engagement, followers, impact you can measure in a dashboard. An