When I first came up with the title of this blog it was during a time where people would constantly pressure me to socialise. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to socialise, I just felt like I didn’t have a choice to not do it. Even when I showed these people my blog they were like ‘yeah, you damn well better.’ They meant I should just socialise.
As a result I’m very resistant to anyone who shows signs of extroversion. I get it, people like to go out all the time and cannot think without speaking, or something like that. There’s also those of us who like to spend a lot of time on our own reading, watching TV, playing video games and most likely creating something. Then, there’s also people who struggle to socialise because of the way they’re wired because of having autism, ADHD or similar conditions. I have both and this is what this blog is mainly about. It’s also a place to talk about my growing mental health issues.
I do like to socialise. There are people out there I really wish I could talk to but they’re nothing like me. It probably hasn’t even phased them that their could be people like me.
This next chapter of my life will be about whether I want to give in to the solitary life or if I want to work hard and gain enough social skills (sigh, again) so I’d be able to talk to them.
I’m also a story writer and a gamer which are solitary pursuits but I’m also a live band photographer which is when I get the opportunity to meet a lot of interesting people, if only I can talk to them. The one’s I’ve met I can talk to, especially those with an Australian accent. Keeping it local was a saying I once had after the many failed attempts to speak to international bands but my life seems meaningless without giving myself challenges. At least it seems that it is because I’m always giving myself some monumental task that seems impossible to accomplish.
I’m also aggressively far left-wing and a supporter of the Whistleblowers, Activists and Citizens Alliance (WACA), so you’ve been warned.