I woke up this morning keenly aware of this. Maybe I can still relate to you guys. Seems like all I have left is the booze and this stupid fucking website. Sometimes you can forget, but then it really comes back on you like that.

There's always escapism.

It's all a matter of subjectivity--perspective.

OP, even if you find someone willing to deal with your bullshit for any period of time it doesn't mean you won't die alone anyway. I work with old people who threw away decades on relationships for it to go to shit and they either get divorced or their spouse dies first and they don't even know how to cope anymore.


You're better off being able to deal with life single.

Its hitting me hard recently. People don't live forever and it is actually possible to permanently fuck up your shit. It doesn't start to feel real until you get older. Then it gets too real. But there's no gaurantees in life, sometimes even people with great lives lose everything. Life's a bitch and then you die.