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I totally relate. One hand, completely alone, on the other, perfectly content with it because it takes so much energy to pretend to be like everyone else, especially at work - going day by day pretending to give a $hit when really you'd be content with just your dogs. Still, it would be nice to socialize in person with my own kindLike an outcast with no friends that truly know me, and if they did know about my sexuality, I wouldn't have any friends left, so alone in a sense
Other than that nagging anxiety I'm actually doing great, I know its a contradictory conundrum, I should be depressed but im content with life at the moment, having dogs by my side makes up for any sense of loneliness when it comes to human interaction (having to hide my true self from the people closest to me is a big cause for loneliness, feeling like I don't belong, or fit in with anyone else here in this city)