Nothings Seems To Get Better. It Never Does.

This fucking sucks.

I hate people who think i need help with my social anxiety. I don't want their fucking compassion or what they must call "empathy", i also don't need them to make friends for me, because i like being alone and i enjoy the solitude life offered me.

I don't want to talk to anyone else, i have a brain for actual meaningful conversations.

I'm fine by myself, and it's not like other people give two shits about me anyways.

What do they know about me or what i'm like? Nothing. Only i know how i am myself, and maybe not even that.

They can go fuck themselves if they think i want or need friends.