Coping with life
Lately things, life, has been hard to cope with. By that I mean the world in general has gone to crap. I am in a form of depression so deep, and yet it is cozy an safe here. People just aren’t worth my time or effort to socialize with, nor do I enjoy socializing.
I can’t exactly pin down when I started to feel this way. I know on some level I’ve always felt this way. I never like people. Yes I loved crowds, in which I could disappear, but actually socializing with people is more than I can stand. I prefer writing or sleeping, maybe hiking. Anything that I can do alone. I really just don’t like the socializing thing.
The thing of it is, I like certain people. I enjoy their company, talking with them, being around them. I’m a contradiction in my existence.