This goddamn paradox is killing me.
I have no friends here, but want to meet new people, but there's nothing to do here solo. At least if i was 18 i could barhop.
I have agoraphobia, fear of the outdoors and can't leave the house alone without feeling uncomfortable. I can do it, but don't enjoy it.
To cure my agoraphobia, either I have to leave the house with a friend or family member until I get comfortable going on my own, or start going out more on my own anyway.
But there's NOTHING to ever do here for fun solo, and like I said i have no friends to go anywhere with anyway!
Screw trying to learn to be happy being alone. I AM!
I spend every day on my hobbies and interests, work hard to be healthy, volunteer 1-2 days a week, go to a social group for disabled people.
But have no friends or relationship outside of that.
And don't even think about telling me I have the opportunity to really 'know myself'.
I know myself like a book. Every nuance, every detail. I have searched, discovered and mapped and recorded nearly every fibre of my being and understand myself more than I ever have before last year and this year due to my extensive time in solitary and isolation.
Who the f*ck wants to know themselves anymore? i want to know OTHERS. i want to get to know new people and discover new people.
I can discern every thought, every action I carry out.
I have mastered my metacognition. I know why I might think a certain thought or think the way I do, in a few minutes of sitting down I can analyse, discern and extract all motivations concious or sub-concious behind each and every thought or action and find my logic or rationale for such actions and what possible biological or psychological factors may have influenced such a descision.
My mind is riddled with logical fallacies and other errors of calculation but I am AWARE of when I do them.
I know when I'm resorting to a logical fallacy or when my mind tries to justify me not doing something.
So yeah. I f*cking know myself.