I feel like a paria when going alone to a bar. I am apparently the kind of person where people ask whether they can "use that chair", not someone that they ask to join their party or whatever.

I simultaneously crave human contact and at the same time I don't like or almost always hate every human I have ever talked to in my life for longer than an hour. That used to be different, but I am now quicker at finding flaws in people. People are not perfect and that's exactly the problem.

I am sure someone is going to make a terrible comment by me saying this.

I don't want to discuss sports. I don't want to discuss anything anymore, because there is no point to discussion.

The logical conclusion is that I should kill myself, because there is nothing to gain for me left in life. People do not want me and all people are assholes.

I live in GMT+1.