I never thought I'd be here at a place like this. But I'm glad you're here. Let's see what happens, more on that in a more appropriate post.
Been struggling with this for at least half my life now, among many human conditions. This is still the #1 thing bothering me though, I've come a long way in regards to fitting in.
I'm not much into roleplaying myself, but I've had some fun wearing, nearly gotten myself into trouble with that. I certainly don't mind the idea of a lady friend roleplaying, and I could probably be talked into it.
About my username, I'm pretty big on philosophy. It's a never ending interest, with another avenue to explore as soon as one question gets answered. The joke goes, "you have begun the game of existentialism. you have lost the game of existentialism." Meaninglessness could be synonymous to hopelessness for some, but I've found quite a bit of strength in it. The idea of a greater purpose burdened on my shoulders has always led to great stress, trying to appease God or family. But I rejected faith, landed on atheism, and have come to the conclusion that we're a random spark in an eternal dance beyond our control, and have adopted the phrase "Shut up, stop worrying, there's always hedonism."
So here I am.
I'm new to doing tattoo art, enjoy indie music, expensive video games, yadda yadda, the typical rebel kid stuff.
I've been very blessed my whole life. So I always feel guilty when I think to myself that I've had it hard (it hasn't been perfect. again, here I am). So when I think about how hard other people have had it, I tell myself that a sheltered life is tough to break out of. It's a fragile castle that comes tumbling down on the onset of inevitable grief.
Happy happy joy joy!