I want to talk about friends.
I feel like I don’t need or really want friends. I feel immense pressure to make friends and have a social life but honestly when it comes down to it, I don’t really care. I don’t have a lot in common with people, I have nothing to say to them, talking feels exhausting and performative. The only times I feel like having friends is around Christmas time, new years, or when there’s an event or place I want to check out but I can’t do it alone. In these cases it’s more that I like the idea of having someone to do these things with more than having actual friends. This holiday season was very lonely but at the same time it feels like I only felt lonely because it’s seen as pathetic to spend the holidays at home doing the same things that you do every other day of the year.
A bit of context, I’m mid thirties, single, I was lucky to have some really good friends over the years, but due to circumstances we’re scattered all over the world. I’ve moved to a new city about 6 months ago. I haven’t made any friends yet. I tried, but only half-heartedly if I’m honest with myself. I rarely talk with my roommates. the idea of starting over building relationships bores me. I met these wonderful peo
It’s refreshing to hear someone openly discuss their indifference toward friendship. Societal pressure can be overwhelming, and it’s perfectly valid to prioritize your own comfort over meeting expectations. Sometimes, solitude is way more fulfilling than forcing connections that don't