Well, here I am, typing away at this post. I'm sitting in my room while my parents have company over.
I've got nobody to hang with, no friends to keep me company.
I feel so alone that I've lost motivation to do many things, including things at work. I feel a greater need to socialize than do work, because my job impairs my social life already (I handle donations at a thrift store, but the company doesn't let us talk and stand around and do nothing for a single minute; it's always busy work) and the friends I have are back in my college town of Canandaigua. Most of the people that i considered "friends" in rochester left their own way and shut me out of the picture. They're very shady and those (let me rephrase that, women) that I've tried to reconnect with are very indecisive about the world and everything around them (something I despise and do not tolerate), which in turn I just let go of, because it's not worth the stress. I've been down this road one too many times and I'm not going down it again.
I'm tired of being stuck, but I'm so chickenshit to do anything that it's killing me inside slowly. I've been anticipating a breakdown for a while now.
No matter what, Rochester is a wasteland that has been dry for decades. Just when the right woman comes around, she's already been taken by someone else.
My thoughts are so jumbled because I've been so down...I just don't want to feel socially stuck anymore. Sometimes I wish I never had asperger's and that I actually had a spine and not a stick up my rear end.
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"Why do we fall? So that we can learn to pick ourselves up."