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Asocial
I donāt hate people. I just donāt like being around them for too long.
Socializing feels like a performanceāone I never signed up for. The small talk, the forced smiles, the constant pressure to be on. It drains me in ways I canāt even explain.
I like my own company. The quiet, the stillness, the freedom to just exist without expectation. I donāt crave constant interaction, and honestly, I donāt see why thatās such a bad thing.
But sometimes, I wonderādo people see me as cold? Distant?
Do they mistake my silence for indifference?
Because the truth is, I do care. I just show it differently.
Iād rather sit in comfortable silence than force a conversation. Iād rather have one deep connection than a hundred surface-level friendships. And Iād rather be alone than surrounded by people who donāt really see me.
Maybe that makes me asocial.
Or maybe I just value my peace more than I fear loneliness.
āI like being alone. I have control over my own shit. Therefore, in order to win me over, your presence has to feel better than my solitude.
You're not competing with another person; you are competing with my comfort zones.
āTalk with people who make you see the world differently.ā
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His eyes have the same intense expression as the eyes of a mute animal seeking to convey messages far beyond the power of words, the same pleading intent look of dog's eyes transmitting a love or distress or anxiety we cannot always understand.
ā AnaĆÆs Nin, The Diaries of Anais Nin, Vol. 7: 1966ā1974
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