Finally, it makes sense.
Just give up on the idea of a perfect social conforming future. Ha!
I’ve never felt so comfortable in my life. I never have to care again.
If I don’t find a job, stiff biscuits! I’m at home anyway, so support is always there.
No partner ever again. Been there, experienced it. Better than not having had that at all.
It just moves on. Carefree as it goes. The only stresses in life are the ones caused by excessive desire for social success and the needless comparison to other people, who don’t care about you anyway.
So I say fuck it! Take your expectations and, well forget them. It may just help.
One day at a time and one more foot forward. 😉