Sometimes I just can't bring myself to talk.
It's not out of habit. It's certainly not out of depression.
I prefer listening.
If I say I'm asocial, that would be wrong, I socialize just fine.
Maybe I get tired of talking too much every day with the people that I see, and often I feel where this is going and I lose interest. Don't get me wrong, I do plenty of meaningless talks and I thoroughly enjoy it.
It's the company, the people. If the company is preferable, I can go on and on and on and not mind one bit about what I'm talking about or where the conversation is going, or what were we supposed to talk about. Suffice to say, I don't enjoy everyone's company and I can't be rude enough to tell people off.
I'm being picky, and somewhat snobbish and I'm aware of it yet I can't correct it because in my opinion (IMO) I don't see where I'm wrong. I can have a charming conversation with people that I don't want to have a conversation with and at the end of the day, no one will know.
I'm socializing the wrong way and I'm tired.
I'm tired of keeping a facade. I don't enjoy it. I have no way around it.
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