Technology troubles drive Lorraine Mace to thoughts of destitution
I have a confession to make. I am suffering from an unrequited passion. I have always loved technology. I adore receiving emails, tweets, texts and enjoy interacting with other writers on social media. I knew my love was not reciprocated. In fact, I assumed technology didn’t even know I existed, other than as one of its many devotees. What I hadn’t realised until recently was that the object of my affections actively hated me.