Surfman wrote:
If friends were ducks they would go 'quack'
I go down the pond and spill my heart to the ducks. My quack works for free and is about as effective
Yeah I talk to my cats
They don't judge me and they always reply
I find animals far easier to be around than humans. With humans my suspicions are always aroused as to what it is they are after. Humans tend to be out for everything they can get.
I'm paranoid, but I admit that. I've been screwed over too many times in the past to let my guard down again.
Half of the issue for me is that I talk a load of crap. I get an emotion or a feeling and I then go on and on and on trying to put it into words. When really I have no idea how to do that and it just ends up as a load of incoherent crap.
So basically I have limited myself to one real life friend who suffers from depression and OCD (and who I suspect is Aspie but he seems to be able to make his way in life, unlike me) who I can talk to about any old s**t and he will sort of understand.
The rest of my friends I keep to online. If I've had enough I can just say bye and log out.