Loneliness in Space Skeleton FROM SPACE
- Dec. 22, 2019, 1:35 p.m.
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My sleep schedule is all fucked up. Also, I’m somewhat terrible at social interaction. If I ever come off as confrontational, hostile or argumentative, well, sorry. Brain not good. Also, sleep patterns are all fucked. I’m terribly anti-social (and I mean that in the actual sense, not the “police-defined bad behaviour” sense) and don’t really know how to interact with people. Online, at least. I don’t interact with people much at all in the real world but when I do it seems to go over okay. People don’t like me much online, and I guess that’s okay. Social media for me has been a complete disaster so I pretty much just gave up on it. I’m tempted to disable comments on my entries entirely to avoid any such conflagrations in the future. But I don’t know because it’d be nice if I made some chums here. All my friends were over on twitter and only three of them bothered to contact me to see if I’m okay, so clearly didn’t have as many friends as I thought I had.
I’m terribly lonely a lot of the time. I mean I have my wife, and we are friends, of course, but that’s not the same. Ten years ago I used to have a lot of friends but then ten years ago I was living in a squat in Brighton throwing the most insane parties you’ve ever seen. Now I live in a shithole in the south-west of England and I hate it here. And I’m now closer to forty than thirty, which I also hate. It’s probably too late for me to make any Real Life™ friends.
Anyway, this epic Boo-Hoo was brought to you by delayed sleep phase disorder. Enjoy your evening/day/night/morning
ChainedChrysalis ⋅ December 22, 2019
Im sorry you feel that way. I think reading sub feelings of text can be really hard. But also remember the gloriousness of the internet is that no matter who irritates you or dosent get you. There are hundreds of thousands of people in the sea. Sometime you eventually click. :)