I don't have any irl friends. This isn't hyperbole. My mom's the only person I feel any sort of connection to and even that's mixed with antagonism.
It's like, I have people that I interact with on a daily basis and I can't meet them with anything more than ambivalence, at best. And this is every. Single. Da. For the past three years. It gets to you. I don't even feel like I can relate to or engage with people in a normal way anymore. Like, I can't read them.
^^^ This!!! ^^^^
A thousand times, ^^THAT^^^!!! LoL
Well almost... take that Mesh quote minus the Mom part and replace the "I can't read them" with the feeling of "they can't read me because I won't let them" and that is my scenario.
Far too long I have operated as "Klyde Chroma the 3rd shift tattoo artist" and so many have gotten to know "him" that I fear no one really knows "me" at this point. I am strangely isolated even when amongst others. Though I am not bitching. I crafted this life purely by my own design and to complain at this point would not only be irrelevant but also sort of ugly of me.
None the less, the fact remains that I too am void of a-typical friendships and relationships. I look at it like I traded those things for my career and art long ago.
Truly, I venture to guess you guys here know me better than most. At the very least you guys have read and conversed with a more honest side of me than anyone else for longer and more consistantly than anyone else in my life.