I don't enjoy socializing - which is why I think I'm a lousy journalist, since it's all about networking with other people. People think I'm not interested. But I realize that is me. I am not living a lie or fooling myself that everything is rosy and my life is not a shallow void that doesn't suck. I am not denying the dark cloud that hovers over my sorry self.
Misery generally makes some pretty good creative company.
Negativity also helps to be prepared for the worst case scenario, which in my life generally happens. I have a problem with people who think you have to be happy all the time. Like it's a crime to enter the office with a frown and pessimistic view one day and a sore throat, hoarse voice, ear ache, fever and doom and gloom aura the next. Bloody hell, I'm sick and not feeling good. Even funnier is the questions a few concerned people ask.