The loneliest I have ever been, I was also the most visible. I was posting, sharing, building something. Or maybe 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 American culture tells you mattering is supposed to look: reach, engagement, followers, impact you can measure on a dashboard. And I was desperate