Antisocial

I've noticed myself going into this slump. Where the only people I really talk to are a handful of friends (more like two or three), family, and the internet. When I'm out and about, all I can think about is coming back home.

It's like if I don't hangout with people or socialize, I don't have to face the fact that I've lost people along the way. When I face that, I get severely depressed, and start thinking that I am very replaceable.

I guess I really just don't want to deal with the fact that life is moving on, whether I like it or not. That people that I used to hang out with all the time, might not think about me anymore. That's hard for me, because I am a nostalgic sap that thinks of that best friend I had in third grade, and how I should reach out to her because I miss her. (Rebecca and April)

This post is I guess about slapping myself out of it. That these people were a big part of my life, but now we are all in different places. That my "crew" pictured above, just missing Roy, is no longer all together. Ouch. 

I just need to get social again, and face my fear of losing people all over again. I need to build relationships and get over myself.

But.. I love y'all. I always will.

This picture makes me sad.