It scares me that lately cooping myself up in my room alone when I got home from work or even on weekends, has lead me to being accustom of being alone. Let me tell you. It is greatly terrifying to realise that you prefer to be alone than being with someone else because that just means you yourself prefer to isolate yourself from the human beings out there. A contact with the world outside means you are opening up yourself to those cruel creatures out there which conceals their identity completely so no one can recognise the evil that is murking outside whithin the other normal people.

I don't know whether that is just the hormones doing their jobs or I made myself to be this way. The thing is about being alone is that, it gives me the excuse to wallow in my own thoughts and leads to overthinking - the art of mentally blowing things out of proportion. I have been keeping things to myself too much simply because I don't want to overwhelm my friends with the same problems again and again. So I rather just keep it in myself. 

Truth to be told, I already knew what is the solution to my problem. Make an arrangement to meet my friends and get out of the house frequently. With people that is. 

Maybe its just the hormones, I reassure myself.