RayoSinSol
I can’t ignore the abyss. It is real.
- Mar 26, 2020
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I've spent too much time alone.
People might sometimes look at me from the outside and think I'm a normal person, but inside I feel repulsive and disfigured by the amount of time I've spent alone.
Hypothetically, there's hope for me living a relatively nice life, but I think paying the cost of finding some way to fit in, at this point, after years of being alone...is something I can't pay with the amount of emotional or even physical energy I have right now.
The reasons I've ended up spending so much time alone, in the first place, are still as much a puzzle to me as when I was a kid, and now I'm an adult. A young adult, yes, but an adult. It's so much harder to make friends as an adult, ya know? Or to learn how to socialize nearly from scratch.
I might have autism, or it could just be arrested development due to anxiety, or I could have had an emotionally neglectful childhood, etc. Possibility after possibility. It could be literally millions of different factors influencing where I am now.
I used to love acting...on stage. But I hate acting in real life. It goes against my core values to spend my entire life faking myself. I truly feel like (if I can just find some way to calm myself down through the scary process of dying) I'd literally rather die than fake a whole life, in a world so against my values, where I feel so different that literally everyone I've ever met.
Anyone else feel the same way or similar? If so, I'd LOVE to hear your experience from your own perspective.
People might sometimes look at me from the outside and think I'm a normal person, but inside I feel repulsive and disfigured by the amount of time I've spent alone.
Hypothetically, there's hope for me living a relatively nice life, but I think paying the cost of finding some way to fit in, at this point, after years of being alone...is something I can't pay with the amount of emotional or even physical energy I have right now.
The reasons I've ended up spending so much time alone, in the first place, are still as much a puzzle to me as when I was a kid, and now I'm an adult. A young adult, yes, but an adult. It's so much harder to make friends as an adult, ya know? Or to learn how to socialize nearly from scratch.
I might have autism, or it could just be arrested development due to anxiety, or I could have had an emotionally neglectful childhood, etc. Possibility after possibility. It could be literally millions of different factors influencing where I am now.
I used to love acting...on stage. But I hate acting in real life. It goes against my core values to spend my entire life faking myself. I truly feel like (if I can just find some way to calm myself down through the scary process of dying) I'd literally rather die than fake a whole life, in a world so against my values, where I feel so different that literally everyone I've ever met.
Anyone else feel the same way or similar? If so, I'd LOVE to hear your experience from your own perspective.
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