I struggle with even the simplest, most rudimentary parts of life. Mental issues have always held me back. Fear, anxiety, depression. They're a plague on the mind. I can't be normal. I try to find ways of coping but they just make me even more antisocial. Lazy, out of shape, fat. Even more alienated from the world. It's just one vicious cycle after another. No way to break the curse unless I stop being myself. Try as I might, I keep reverting back to my default self after each sleep. It's one long horrible nightmare interrupted by short bursts of merciful unconsciousness. Most people seem to get along fine, so I'm guessing it's just me.