We can't be seeing each other anymore. It's not me, it's you.
Don't get me wrong, I still love you for so many reasons. I just feel like we've grown in different directions lately and we may just not be the best company for each other.
I still remember getting butterflies as I hit "publish page" shortly after I gave birth to my baby biz Macaron Republic. You know the old adage "it isn't real until it's on Facebook"? Well that felt very true that day. But not today.
I don't like the way you've been trying to keep friends away from me. Your algorithm cannot be an excuse for everything. And while I understand it was a necessary step for your own development, it just doesn't work for me.
You see, I have big dreams. But I don't see you in them. At least not as we stand right now.
I have been seeing your little brother Instagram for some time now and we just get on. I feel more free to express myself. He doesn't judge me when I get weird. He's introduced me to some incredible people and just keeps me inspired day after day. And even if sometimes he tries to act all tough and algorithmicky like his big brother, the real community of die hard Grammers still look out for one another. Long may this last.
The truth is, I have limited time on my hands, and I would rather spend more of it building forts with Lou than trying to find a strategic way to be heard in the screaming match you have become. I can't do it all, and that's ok. I need you to be ok with that, too. And the truth is, I'm better at other things. I don't have to be dating all the social media platforms anymore. I have matured and I know what I am looking for in a virtual relationship.
You'll still be seeing me around casually to catch up with family and friends, you're great like that. But we can't be official anymore.
So I'm going to leave this here for a little bit, and then we'll just go our separate ways.
I hope we can still be friends, 'k?