I've been accused of over-thinking things before. I have a lot of time on my hands and not much experience. I don't know who I am. I've been isolated for years now, rarely would I meet up with friends because I dread every moment with them. All I wanted to do was get away. I could just be over-thinking it all, and not really exposing my true self due to the distraction of thought. I almost feel like I am totally capable of enjoying life, now it's just a matter of taking the first step back into the world. I'm still a bit timid because I don't know who I am, consequently I don't know what I want from the world. I know that because whenever I choose to pursue something, it seems like I'm forced to turn my back on it. I can't blame the world for my inability to cope. And it's that dysfunction that is responsible for the growing indifference. I have no courage and often find myself shying away from what I desire.