You know, you sound like a philanthropist, Glitch. :P
For as long as I can remember, which is back to when I was four or so, I don’t ever recall being a particularly positive person. Even when I was going through the toddler ages, where most kids have the most vivid imaginations, I was cynical and logical. I have what you would call the Rational intelligence type, and I tend to look at everything through the lens of logic. Where some people imagine that something is real, somewhere in the universe, I just wish that it could be real. I just accept what the world gives me, and look for meanings that lie underneath. As the years have gone by, I’ve gotten into the habit of considering myself an alien or something, as an excuse for why I don’t get along with most people. I just have such different beliefs, and I act so much differently, it almost seems possible that I could be a squid in disguise, haha.
I do have a very broad range of interests, but I don’t know what I would do to make them less of an individual hobby and more of a social hobby. I play several instruments; guitar, flute, violin, piano, ocarina, harp and trumpet, among others. I draw, sculpt, paint and all that. I write fantasy and poetry, although I’ve never actually finished a book. I do go outdoors, even though I’m a gamer. I go camping, hiking, biking, swimming, boating, and all that fun stuff. I’ve got interests in just about every area, but I tend to seclude myself to someplace where I’m alone, because I tend to believe that people just don’t enjoy my company.
While I never really spend time with anyone, I’ve learned to read people almost as well as I can a book. I’ve taught myself to pick up on body language and the way people talk, how they act, and other clues. Generally, I can tell you all about how someone is feeling and what’s making them feel that way by just watching them for a few moments. You would think that I would be able to tell why people don’t like me, but I’m at a total loss, haha.
I know that I have to love myself before I can love anyone else, but I just don’t think I can do that. There are so many facets of my personality that I just don’t like. I wouldn’t change anything about myself though, because all those little bits and pieces make me who I am and, overall, I do like myself. I’m just so different from anyone else I’ve ever met, I don’t think I will ever fit in.
Now about the not feeling anything; I really don’t feel anything. On Christmas day, I’m opening my presents and spending time with family (Alone. My family doesn’t enjoy being around me either), I don’t feel happy, or sad, or anything. I just feel empty. I don’t have much emotion, no matter the circumstances. If my family were to just disappear from the face of the earth right now, I probably wouldn’t be too sad. I might cry for a few minutes, but then I’d be over it and forget all about it, no worse for the wear. If I was showered with money and whatever else makes people happy, I would smile for a second, but then I’d just inwardly go “meh”, and act like nothing happened out of the ordinary. Life just goes on, and I don’t feel anything about it. I think that’s what scares me the most, is the fact that I never feel anything.
