u/Busy_Switch9797

What are your thoughts?

I’m 34, and 22 of those years have been hell. Hi have a disordered psyche, and I think it’s too late to make my dreams come true.

I’m sure I could be a good writer—I’ve got the imagination—but socially, I’m a lost cause.

I’m so awkward and clueless about what people are like—in short, I don’t have much real-world experience beyond the horrible, surreal life I’ve lived.