Published on 12, July, 2020
I'm 41 years old, I've spent most of my life living in my own imagination because I was bullied regularly from a very young age. Had a job in my twenties but decided to quit because I wanted to spend more time thinking (in hindsight, not a clever move). I enjoy solitude but lately I find myself feeling unloved. If I'm able to find a way to stop procrastinating and learn the social skills I should have learned as a teenager, I hope someday to find someone to cuddle up on the sofa with.
Recently I've gotten a support worker who has encouraged me to go to the support groups run by the organization she works for and this has helped me to come out from under my shell a little bit, so I've decided to create an account here in hopes of finding other people who might understand me and maybe even make a few friends.
Hello. Welcome.
I recently started living on my own, I love it. The peace and quiet is wonderful.
Hi Emmy, the peace and quiet is wonderful indeed. Whenever I'm out and about I can't wait to get back to it.
We think alike about our homes, my home is my fortress of solitude. I especially love it at winter time, baton the hatches, put the fire on, make a brew, put my feet up and read a book. So peaceful and calming.
Ditto lovely. Don't like being out me, too crowded and too loud. Home is my palace of peace.