If I hadn’t found Fluther, right now I would be a boring person working in a job I don’t like. I would be an annoyingly intolerant/intolerable person with an inferior complex. My entire world would consist of my family, my workplace, and my friends who would be extremely toxic. I would stick to toxic people because it would be better than being alone, because I would be convinced that nobody would accept me other than them. I could have the ability to find new friends, but I would be too arrogant to branch out to new people who I deemed too lowly for me.
I would be aimlessly wandering through life with simple useless desires, knowing nothing about the world other than my immediate surrounding. Deep down inside I would know there is more to life, but I would be clueless as to how to discover my purpose.
I would be severely depressed because I had no one to talk to about my hope, dream, or pain. I would think I was just being whiny and my problems didn’t matter, because all I had would be my toxic friends who wouldn’t give a damn about my feeling.
I would also be extremely gullible and believe stuff on FB because I had never learned how to think for myself. My entire worldview would be dictated by things I see on FB. America would be a country I should hate because they invaded my country and they were all stupid. And everyone was out there to get me, and magic and supernatural phenomena were real because no one could prove otherwise and a FB page said so.
And also my English would suck a lot, which would also play a part in my distorted worldview and poor critical thinking.
It could be me in a parallel universe.