Let me give you some obvious background, the last time I wanted to do anything special for my birthday I was 11 years old. “Hey mom, let’s go bowling with the family!” “Your cousin broke his foot, your uncle had surgery, your grandma has dementia” and so much more pops up in a week. God is actively trying to keep me a NEET and you know what, he wins. I’m not going outside voluntarily for the forseeable future. I’m done. This is what happens when you try, you fail. Everytime, incessantly, without fail. Pure isolation, forever, outside of my control.
