Me, I am. I'm 25 and have been recluse since the end of high school 7 years ago. First 4 years I intentionally isolated myself to the point I lost all my "friends", and alienated myself from my family. A few years later I became very agoraphobic and stayed indoor for 7 months straight, where my mother would bring me supplies every week to keep me alive. The last 3 years I have tried to break out of my isolation, but here I am still lonely and hopeless. I'm no longer agoraphobic though, I've been working on and off and jobs helped me overcome a lot of the anxiety of going outside. I no longer fear crowds, but rather numb, annoyed, and really jealous.