October 17th, 2016, 3:09 AM
I hate being antisocial. I've missed out on so much because of it. Some of my favorite people I've had less time with because I was too shy to talk to them first. I've lost chances to meet new people and do new things. I hate it. But I can't make myself try to be social. Just the thought of it is exhausting to me. I don't know why I am. I wasn't when I was younger. I have no idea what changed. I wish I could go back.
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