Another Friday night of drinking alone....sitting here listening to VNV Nation....reflecting. I long for the days when I had close friends to hang with...or just call and talk to....no, this isn't a "please pity me" post...just stuff I want to say...
I've moved alot in the last couple of years due to work...I have found as I have gotten older I can't make friends...I'm sure it doesn't help I have little self esteem and rarely go out, but still. It seems at 29 everyone you meet already has this close knit circle of friends and it is really hard to break into that....I used to love my time alone on the weekends, but it is starting to feel like a prison....here I sit...week in week out...go to work, come home...repeat..weekend comes, drink alot, sleep, repeat. Lately when I drink it hasn't been a good buzz either....I get more and more depressed, but i keep doing it....
I've moved alot in the last couple of years due to work...I have found as I have gotten older I can't make friends...I'm sure it doesn't help I have little self esteem and rarely go out, but still. It seems at 29 everyone you meet already has this close knit circle of friends and it is really hard to break into that....I used to love my time alone on the weekends, but it is starting to feel like a prison....here I sit...week in week out...go to work, come home...repeat..weekend comes, drink alot, sleep, repeat. Lately when I drink it hasn't been a good buzz either....I get more and more depressed, but i keep doing it....