Note.

I’ve said it before saying it again.


Some people when they meet you for the first time.

They dump their trauma and trash on you and call you best friend.

No man.

This isn’t friendship.

You don’t need a friend.

You need a therapist.

I said what I said.


Friend is a valuable word.

It takes a lot of time to call someone a friend.

A lot of time.

A lot.

It takes connection, rapport, trust, safety, shared experiences etc to use that word.

I don’t use that word loosely.

Whom I allow in my close circle is my choice and my choice only.

Based on my personal first hand experience with people.

Because this is my life.

So I decide.


Just because someone is a creepy fan and desperate to be my friend doesn’t mean I should comply.

You cannot encroach on my personal space and boundaries and force.

If you encroach on my personal space and boundaries that makes you a creepy fan.

If you do it in the name of love, I have to get a restraining order.

I don’t respond to force and desperation.

No means no.

No is a full sentence.


I have a lot of problems and limitations.

I’m not like other public figures.

I’m a friend to my community only on my public platforms.

This is the best and the most I can do.

On a personal front, I’m not your friend.

I humbly request random strangers to not dump their trauma and trash on me.

I’m not interested.

Please don’t encroach on my personal space and boundaries.

Please don’t approach me.


On a personal front I have my own close circle of friends and family.

I’m happy and content with my life.

I’m not looking for anything from anyone.

I’m not interested.

I want a quiet life with Ginny.

My close circle is sacred and a temple.


Please don’t develop a para social relationship with me.

I have basic platonic love and respect for everyone as a part of my community and society.

From a distance.

I can only keep it casual.

There’s a boundary there.

Please don’t overstep my boundaries.

Please keep it platonic with me.