being a bit of an ass online is easy.
loving people online is easy, too.
in real life, you don’t get to unplug. you don’t get to give yourself an opportunity to calm down and respond after taking a few moments to regain your composure or talk your way through an argument in an imaginary conversation with the image staring back at you in your bathroom mirror ‘just in case.’
in real life, you can’t delete what you just posted because you realize it wasn’t at all appropriate to whatever audience you were addressing.