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I find myself drifting further and further away from human contact every day that passes. Perhaps I spend so much time online not because I'm obsessed with it, but because I can't function without that human contact. Where I can interact with people, but from behind the walls I've built around myself.
I know exactly how it feels, to get home from work and spend your day alone, biding your time and accomplishing nothing. To slog through your life so purposelessly, where the days seem to blur together and you can't even remember the date, let alone the day of the week. Where you try to make friends and be happy, but you feel so insecure and paranoid about pleasing them that you give up and go back to sitting alone.
Rinse, repeat.