recluse
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It's Sunday night (or whatever your day off is) and you start dreading going to work the next morning again, you feel depressed that you have yet again wasted your days off work when you could have spent it being social/doing fun things/gone to places. You feel as if time is passing you by at such speed and you have no hope of ever finding happiness or meet a significant other who will be your soul mate. You obsess over the feeling that time has/is passing you by so much that you are unable to sleep and you have a sick feeling in your stomach and a tight feeling in your chest. You feel as if all you ever do is work, and yearn to have fun (preferably with a girlfriend/boyfriend).
All people seem to do on the weekends is drink and the thought of spending hours in a pub getting drunk bores the hell out of me. There's got to be more to life than getting drunk?! I also don't find going to places alone fun at all so i am basically stuck in a reclusive existence. I go for a drive in my car but yet again i am reminded that i am alone.
This is how i feel and the older i get the more i feel that time is passing me by::
All people seem to do on the weekends is drink and the thought of spending hours in a pub getting drunk bores the hell out of me. There's got to be more to life than getting drunk?! I also don't find going to places alone fun at all so i am basically stuck in a reclusive existence. I go for a drive in my car but yet again i am reminded that i am alone.
This is how i feel and the older i get the more i feel that time is passing me by::
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