I don’t know what I’m doing in life, my brain doesn’t work. I try to pride myself on not really having any unhealthy vices like smoking or drinking because addiction runs in the family but I’m miserable and lonely. Everywhere you go, people say ‘oh, being tall makes dating easy’ but it really isn’t. Maybe it’s conflating size with confidence? Regardless I’m terribly shy to the point where I can’t do anything in public really. Maybe I’ll just be stuck being a night shift hermit forever until I inevitably snap and implode. Humans weren’t meant to live like this, I don’t think.
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