Published on 12, July, 2020
I decided that maybe I'm ok not having friends. The responsibility and having to compromise my boundaries and privacy seems too much to handle.
Also I had to say no to a local monthly social group due to being in the late afternoon when the roads and buses are filled up with traffic and sprogs leaving school and feeling like I would not get anything useful from it and feeling like an outsider.
I realise that there are very few people I like the older I get. I have some very special type of people who I want to have as friends so I make an effort with them. But count on one hand the number.
Is it that we can see straight through the fake stuff to the real person underneath?
I think I can. I can tell very quickly if someone is not as nice as they are pretending to be. And I will not make any effort to get to know them now.
In the past I would have and got hurt but no longer.
In that regard I like being older. I can protect myself more now.