A World all my Own in Basket Files

Its interesting that my mother for some reason has become concerned with how unhealthy it is that I spend so much time alone. "Must be very lonely" she saids. I sigh because this is the norm for me and I have survived many years with little to no social interaction. Due to shyness that would later grow into becoming socially awkward which would just led me to becoming a loner. I have always tried push past my awkwardness in order to make friends. But the so called friends I have made over the years have been nothing more than self- centered back stabbers, that love nothing more than drama. So I have found that it is best to steer clear and keep others at bay.

However such level of defends leads to extreme isolation which I have learned has traumatized me, but I survived and still thrive day by day knowing that I have coped. My coping mechanisms may be a bit out there, but I do what I have to do to keep myself where it is that I keep myself. lol

I learned that I keep myself in a place I have created all my own, when I was just a little girl..... a fantasy world. A world where I'm important, loved, comforted and just happy. I have many friends in my little world of which I can sit and talk to them for hours and just laugh and have so much fun. Sounds crazy I know and I guess it is the result of the many years of isolation, but it has helped me through the years.