Lonely but I hate people
I long for a deep connection.
I feel like I have so much love to give.
Even just a good conversation I'm so hungry for it.
But I am continually disappointed in people.
Maybe abuse has ruined me.
Maybe my standards are too high.
I live in constant fear of two things.
I will never love or feel loved ever again, I will never feel excited or truly interested in someone else.
I will fall hard and fast into the wrong hands, and I will waste years of my life and incur irreversible damage.
I hope neither happen.
But I know one things for sure, I feel most lonely when I am around many other people.
I like not being simple or standard.
I have so many interests, hobbies and passions, but I would have thought by now I would have found a small home somewhere.
I'm 31 and depression and anxiety has kept me socially isolated for the better half of 17 years.
Everytime I try to reach out I'm either burnt or just dissapointed.
Ugh, what a drag.
I just throw myself into my hobbies until the feeling passes.