My alarm goes off at 8am every day and I make a coffee and get back into bed. Heck, sometimes I don’t even get out of bed until 9am because I’m scrolling through social media until I can’t cope with my dead hand any longer. I cosy up in my bed, I cuddle my cat, I reply to blog comments, I write content and I take photos.
Easy life, right? Well, not really. I’m seriously lacking human interaction.
It’s fun that I get to spend so much time doing something that I really enjoy, and I speak to so many different people every day, but the only issue is that none of these people are ever face to face. I live in a social bubble where all I do is talk to bloggers via Whatsapp and Twitter and the only faces I see most days are my cats and my family. I’m not lonely, per se, but I just feel like I don’t have any real communication to anyone. I don’t go out for drinks, I don’t go out shopping with friends, I don’t go for cute dinners and cinema dates with the girls, because, well, they kinda don’t exist in real life.
Now, I do have some friends… But at the moment all of my them are going back to University, which is great for them, but it also means I crawl back into a quiet hole until Christmas rolls around. This got me thinking – everyone has a friendship group from either work, University/college, or if you’re lucky… both. I have neither. I didn’t make friends at Uni, and I haven’t got a job (but I’m working on that). All of my friends are great, but they’ve also got other friendship groups which they either live with or see more often, and therefore probably have stronger bonds with. I don’t have a problem with it, but ever since realising that I don’t actually have any external friends (except special ones through the internet) I’ve actually felt SO lonely. Somehow I’m speaking to a million different people every day and still finding myself desperate to actually speak to people.
So, why don’t I get out there a bit more? Well, I have some opportunities in the blogging world. I could go to events, I could meet up with bloggers, but I’m still far too nervous to go to London or up north where all of the bloggers are. It seems like nobody lives near the quiet village that I reside in, and to be honest I don’t blame them, it’s totally in the middle of nowhere. I want to go to events and meet these friends I’ve made, but as I spoke about in this post, it’s just too much of a step for me right now.
So yeah, I’m in a rut. My friends have other friends, my other friends technically only survive in screen form, and I just plod along in my bedroom and get my job done. I have to say I feel like I know all of the Radio 1 DJ’s very well though.
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I feel like this sorta thing is so common for bloggers. I started this blog because I left University and wanted a fun project to do while I was trying to sort out my mental health. I reckon it’s quite a common thing for people with anxiety or depression to do but it’s not helping any of us get out there and meet people, that’s the problem.
Does anyone else feel like this? Am I the only one? Drop me a comment with your thoughts!
P.s. Sorry for moping, a gal gotta rant!
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