Completely forgot about the cold issue - must've been Stepfie's sacrificial goat that kept me all good! Although, I think that maybe the Echinacea & GoldenSeal had something to do with it as well. I at least hope Stepfie got to make some pseudo-Döner Kabobs - I'd hate to think she let the sacrificial goat go to waste!
Weightlifting is a bit difficult getting back into. While the injury sidelined me originally, depression caused the worse damage (well, I suppose it was the drinking that went along with the depression, but I digress). My diet's a lot better now, so I'm hoping things will be better once I'm back to normal, workout-wise. Still feeling like a fat-ass, but as I've said before, I don't mind that so long as I'm strong (which I'm currently not). Oh, and I look like a dirtbag Santa Claus now that I'm growing out my beard. Seriously, it's discouraging. On the plus side though, at least I know I can forget about dating as long as I have it. The only women who hit on me now are AARP members and I don't mean the new ones).
I found an article online that kind of describes how I've been feeling... The Introverted Personality & Loneliness. Here's a quote:
Are you addicted to loneliness?
Loneliness can even become addictive. I know, it seems so counterintuitive. But humans are complex creatures. And those of us with an introverted personality are as inscrutable as they come.
So, after days, or weeks, of aloneness, we lose interest in going out and socializing. It all seems like a nuisance. We’ve settled into our alone. Made a home of it.
Sure, we’d like to have someone to cozy up to, and share our secrets with. Someone who’ll lighten the burden of our busy brain by listening to our thoughts – however slowly or awkwardly we share them.
But loneliness is so stealthy in the way it sneaks up on us that we are surprised by its arrival.
“You again? I wasn’t expecting you for another week. Can you come back later. Now really isn’t a convenient time.”
Loneliness doesn’t listen. It hangs around uninvited like a teen loitering outside the 7/11 on a Friday night. It’s just as annoying, too.
What to do, what to do?
At this point, not anyone will do. We want true companionship. Party chit chat, and pleasantries only magnify our loneliness. Make it real. Loneliness, like sadness, isn’t supposed to dwell in crowded rooms full of smiling people.
It’s meant to be on the outskirts, in the shadows, curled up in a grungy old t-shirt that wreaks of Doritos and bad decisions.
Anyone got any connections to get me in touch with Witness Protection? Seems like it would be so much easier to just start over somewhere new.
P.S. Turns out I have Google Talk online. If anyone feels like chatting sometime, send me an email/note here. Also have Yahoo IM, but nobody uses that anymore!
11:16 p.m. - 2016-01-14
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