Imposed Solitude.

For the majority of the time most of us have the agency, the opportunity to reach out to other people. We tend to be unrestrained. Physically and mentally. The rest of us sit in our own self inflated bubble. Every home is a cell. Every job is a chain gang. Every social event is a pretence.

“These aren’t my friends. I’m just borrowing them. I’m pretending to be a part of the group that doesn’t claim me as one if my own.”

You need to have something changed without and within.

You need to acknowledge your agency.