There are times I strike out explicitly to interact with people despite my reclusive nature and I always come back finding myself lacking in satisfaction. Each time I fool myself into thinking getting along with human beings might go differently. Surely I will make this mistake again, being involved with them another time and losing more than I gain.
I feel like life is utter h-- at times. Nothing working out in the way that you want and adding on that life is also now against me if you really have bad luck. I always try to understand people but apparently I don't feel understood from other people when it comes to interacting with people outside of the friends I have and I wonder where I have gone wrong.
Life is less about what happens to you, but more about how you react to the things that happen to you. Choosing to accept the bad stuff and not let it bother or choosing to get angry and do something destructive. It has always been your choice.
I am of the belief that no matter how sour a situation may be, it can always be made worse. Appreciating what few glimpses of what is good in even troubling times is crucial. Without this, the experience has been that people drag on and on with all the perceived wrongs and troubles of life, that they become shackled to their connections. Life is indeed suffering but one can and does need let go.