Imaginos
Full-time layabout
- Apr 7, 2018
- 638
And, that's the problem. I'm not. But, as far as my options go, I have no idea what to do about it. I posted here briefly for a time a couple years ago, but left when it seemed to not warrant the effort anymore. I just didn't know how to keep doing or saying anything. It all came off as utterly pointless. I've been using the internet for a number of decades now and, in all that time, I've never made a friend, or been a part of a community for any great length of time. This one was basically the longest. I struggle with my own sense of loneliness, but I'm too socially retarded to find a place for myself anywhere. I'm here again because, well, where else is there? I can't even lurk websites with social aspects due to the nausea they always inspire in me. I mean, to be honest, I really haven't spent much, or any, time on this website since I left either. Every website seems unapproachable to me, for one reason or another. They always move too fast, or are mired in cliquey popularity contests, or are just too otherwise risky to get involved in. In the end, I think I'm just hopeless. Being alone for so long has made everything painfully useless. I'm caught between my better judgement advising me to stay away from other people, and my emotional needs crying out for me to do it anyway. That's a really shitty place to be.
I mean, yeah, it'd be nice to know some people to play a video game with, or whatever, but I don't. I never have, as a matter of fact. Never have I had the ability to message some people I'm acquainted with and say; "Hey, want to play some Left 4 Dead, or something?". How do people get to know each other? It may as well be like a foreign language to me. I used to be okay being alone, but now I find that very hard, if not impossible, to still feel. I can't speak for other people, but I've been alone for an extremely long amount of time. I wonder if aloneness eventually just wears you down to a point where I'm at now. Sarte once said that; "If you're lonely when you're alone, then you're in bad company". Granted, I wouldn't want to spend time with myself if I were another person, but how did I manage to be so content about it in the past? I've been depressed for close to 20 years at least. It wasn't until 6 years ago where loneliness and isolation started to ravage me. It's become the case for me now that unless I have others to share my thoughts/interests with, then nothing means anything. I used to be able to assign and be satisfied with my own sense of self, but that crumbled away long ago. I can't tell if this is just an inevitable consequence of my extreme isolation, or is just a character flaw of mine. Either way, it's a very frustrating thing to grapple with.
As it stands, I just endure my way through this stuff, which makes every proceeding day more unpleasant than the last. To be perfectly honest, I don't think there's an answer for this. At least not for me. I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place. Being tortured by my own isolation, but forever unable to interact with anyone or anything beyond the most minimal capacity, and only even that occasionally. I guess, that's just how it is.
It's a pretty unfair predicament to find oneself in, since not only was I denied participating in the flesh and blood world, but I was also denied participating in the digital world as well. I know that many others who are otherwise socially anxious can be quite social online, but I've never been one of them. My anxiety and lack of ability to form connections has followed me everywhere, and that includes any aspect of the internet you could mention.
I mean, yeah, it'd be nice to know some people to play a video game with, or whatever, but I don't. I never have, as a matter of fact. Never have I had the ability to message some people I'm acquainted with and say; "Hey, want to play some Left 4 Dead, or something?". How do people get to know each other? It may as well be like a foreign language to me. I used to be okay being alone, but now I find that very hard, if not impossible, to still feel. I can't speak for other people, but I've been alone for an extremely long amount of time. I wonder if aloneness eventually just wears you down to a point where I'm at now. Sarte once said that; "If you're lonely when you're alone, then you're in bad company". Granted, I wouldn't want to spend time with myself if I were another person, but how did I manage to be so content about it in the past? I've been depressed for close to 20 years at least. It wasn't until 6 years ago where loneliness and isolation started to ravage me. It's become the case for me now that unless I have others to share my thoughts/interests with, then nothing means anything. I used to be able to assign and be satisfied with my own sense of self, but that crumbled away long ago. I can't tell if this is just an inevitable consequence of my extreme isolation, or is just a character flaw of mine. Either way, it's a very frustrating thing to grapple with.
As it stands, I just endure my way through this stuff, which makes every proceeding day more unpleasant than the last. To be perfectly honest, I don't think there's an answer for this. At least not for me. I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place. Being tortured by my own isolation, but forever unable to interact with anyone or anything beyond the most minimal capacity, and only even that occasionally. I guess, that's just how it is.
It's a pretty unfair predicament to find oneself in, since not only was I denied participating in the flesh and blood world, but I was also denied participating in the digital world as well. I know that many others who are otherwise socially anxious can be quite social online, but I've never been one of them. My anxiety and lack of ability to form connections has followed me everywhere, and that includes any aspect of the internet you could mention.
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