It would be a lie to say today went well. I spent the whole day in my room with my smartphone. It's times like this where I question whether or not I would be better off without instant access to the internet.

I was thinking of going gym today but didn't due to anxiety and because I don't really know what to do, how to do certain exercises at the gym. Instead I expected to find answers online and before I knew it I had spent the whole day online. I didn't get any really effective...

At work, so far the collegues have been nice and I bond with one of my collegues.

Not to say I like my job though, I'm considering changing jobs.

But one thing that my collegues seem to find surprising is how I don't know popular films or famous wrestlers. Yeah, I know not everyone is into the same things; but when you don't know the things that everyone else seems to know it can feel like you are a freak, don't know your countries culture, don't know how to act, where...

So today I got called a C**t. No I did not do anything wrong. This was just walking along the canal in a place I have been many times before. If you are alone and a gang of yobbos decide they are in the mood then its obligatory for scumbags to insult you. It only happens in gangs as they would be too cowardly to say anything if its one on one and usually after they have well passed you. At least they did not take the piss out of how I looked or walked which may have made my paranoia worse.
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“Do you fancy a bogey mate?” Yes that’s the level of conversation you get walking down the street In Leicester these days. Mind you it is a rough area.A teenage girl said this to me as she picked her nose in broad daylight as she walked by me on my way to Tesco yesterday. Well it is the school holidays so the poor girl is probably just bored. I said no. I don’t fancy eating my own bogies let alone someone else’s. Even when I was her age I never got so bored during the summer holidays that I ate...

So I stayed with a friend for a few days. It felt strange going to pubs and cafes and shopping with another person.(although I never go to pubs on my own either of course!) My confidence was better, I did not feel so much paranoia like people were looking at me, i did not talk to myself like a mad person. Good God! This is what it must be like to be normal, although I keep getting told there is no such thing as normal. (yeah right!) Most people have been doing things like this their whole lives...