There is nothing much that is more satisfying than a good meal, if only one would come. Seems I can’t even turn to food anymore, since my body likes to rebel against me, as if I didn’t have enough problems to deal with. Not to mention, I am always extremely thirsty for seemingly no reason.
On another note, I am still romantically hopeless and I just feel like I’m a broken record at this point, but all I really want in life is to be satisfied and content, if not happy. I crave love, but at the same time, I like alone time…apparently, I have a low social battery, which runs out quickly.
I believe I might be either antisocial or misanthropic, since most people are just…well, bothersome. Maybe that’s just because a lot of people will do one over on you at a moment’s notice, but at the same time, I can’t stand being so lonely.
I need to start caring for myself, but it seems like this may not come to be. Even though I can’t control the world, I am worried that our way of life is in jeopardy.