I as an introvert, crave sharing interests and knowledge with others. I want to have fun and share wonderful memories others. Sometimes when im alone I can imagine whole scenarios of going out and meeting my newest best friend somewhere near by and all of the wonderful times we will have together. However, whenever I try to achieve this in real life it never happens like that. I get let down 99% of the time and I end up getting exhausted at the idea of making new friends and meeting new people. It’s mostly my own fault for holding people to a fantasy I’ve conjured up in my head, but I this cycle of me wanting to make new friends and then being disappointed contributes to my sense of loneliness.

A far distant memory of something I once enjoyed…

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