For the past two weeks I’ve been alone with my thoughts. I think I started going crazy. I’m not kidding.
Finally, three days ago I hung out and interacted with people. Two days ago, yesterday, and today I did too.
I do like being alone sometimes, but not all of the time. It’s not good for the mind. I started losing weight and eating one meal a day. I was on my phone doing nothing. I was not being my best self.
I hung out with friends and family and we many fulfilling conversations. It was wonderful. It was what I needed. I like to interact and discuss shit.
I learned so much in the past couple of days from being with people. It was nice.