No one wants to understand

Been here, own several editions of the tshirt from multiple years of attendance but I think I might have cracked it.

My solution was simple too, get rid of the normals and go solo. I realised there was simply no way I could engage on their terms, much like a fish who was depressed at his lack of ability to climb trees, I too was depressed at all the stuff going wrong in my life on account of not being able to integrate with normals.

So yeah, I roll these days with a motto of "F*** 'em", if someone wants to be a part of my life then they have to meet my standards and abide by my social rules and if thats not good enough then its me that cuts them off, not the other way about. It sounds brutal I know but taking control is a near sure fire way to attack despair and hopelessness and with those out of the way you will finally be free to start carving out your own little world.

These days my life is the 9-5 at work where I get enough social contact to keep me somewhat sane and outwith work its just me and my cat and I wont ever let anyone near my life again unless they pass a long process of evaluation, I'll probably die alone but it'll at least be on my terms and of my choosing, I can live with that...

So yeah, when the time comes (and it will) just get off your ***, brush yourself down and start living on your own terms, dont be afraid of losing people either, in my experience normals are rarely worth keeping around anyway.

Been here, own several editions of the tshirt from multiple years of attendance but I think I might have cracked it.

My solution was simple too, get rid of the normals and go solo. I realised there was simply no way I could engage on their terms, much like a fish who was depressed at his lack of ability to climb trees, I too was depressed at all the stuff going wrong in my life on account of not being able to integrate with normals.

So yeah, I roll these days with a motto of "F*** 'em", if someone wants to be a part of my life then they have to meet my standards and abide by my social rules and if thats not good enough then its me that cuts them off, not the other way about. It sounds brutal I know but taking control is a near sure fire way to attack despair and hopelessness and with those out of the way you will finally be free to start carving out your own little world.

These days my life is the 9-5 at work where I get enough social contact to keep me somewhat sane and outwith work its just me and my cat and I wont ever let anyone near my life again unless they pass a long process of evaluation, I'll probably die alone but it'll at least be on my terms and of my choosing, I can live with that...

So yeah, when the time comes (and it will) just get off your ***, brush yourself down and start living on your own terms, dont be afraid of losing people either, in my experience normals are rarely worth keeping around anyway.

So you are alone, despite working 9-5. Then you are more or less the same as me, rejected by people, except you have enough strength to work which is good.