Published on 12, July, 2020
In my youth I did not care about friends and being alone seemed normal to me until I started to be bullied and ostracised in school.
From my late 20s up to now I used to beat myself up over not making the effort to reach out to people and make friends and not having a close relationship outside my family.
Now, I realise those unfulfilled desires were making me unhappy, so I said *** it and mostly embraced being alone. There are worse things to be than single and I'm better off without those pressures.
I like my afternoon naps, playing on my Switch and building models and not worrying about pleasing anyone but myself.
If I could I would take my romantic, sexual and social yearnings, drop them in a bin and light it on fire.
I still have my family and they have me, for better or worse.
I'm in that situation now. I went through a phase in my early-mid 20s where I'd get really annoyed that someone didn't want to speak to me, but I don't let it bother me now.
Same for me also. Now avoid social interactions at all costs, and just do what interests me. If people don’t like me for that, I no longer care.