So I've been trying to improve my social abilities for the last few years(starting from dire) with no luck. I know not everyone is like this, but for me feeling alone hurts. And feeling alone all the time hurts all the time. So, about a month ago I was so frustrated that I just started isolating myself. I would basically just spend all my time not at work alone in my bedroom with my computer and TV and video games. I did this because being around other people always reminds me how alone I am. Ergo, being around people = feeling alone = hurts. Which is why I do my grocery shopping at Walmart at two in the morning. Anyways, my isolationalistic policy seemed to be working. I was essentially able to forget that I was alone by using other distractions. I can't say I was happy, but I wasn't constantly hating my life which was a big step up for me. So, it seemed like I had at least a workable short term plan for dealing with my life. Until this week, when apparently my subconscious desires got tired of being ignored and...........(drumroll)..............I started dreaming about having friends. Which is really great while I'm asleep, But when I have to wake up in the morning and drive to work while trying not to break down into tears for the rest of the day............ I know it's an overly used phrase, but seriously just FML.
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And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad,
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had.
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take,
When people run in circles its a very, very
Mad world, mad world.