I am in imminent danger of becoming detached from reality

[Catawampus]

I am nearing a threshold of no turning back. I have spent so much time here I don't know what's normal behavior and what's not anymore. My brain has been nuked, I cannot tell what is genuine, a larp, sarcasm, or irony. I am not sure if I will be able to hold the normie act together in public places any longer because I forgot how other people behave and what is considered socially acceptable.

 

[Achathin]

Why would you want to be in regular reality anyway? It's boring and depressing.

Just stay in the house and create your own world.

 

[Gonthar]

Just go outside and talk to people, man!
Ever heard of psychologist Albert Ellis?

Albert Ellis - Wikipedia

en.wikipedia.org

He was a very shy man around women. At the age of 19, he gave himself a homework assignment when he was off from college. He went to Bronx Botanical Garden every day that month, and whenever he saw a woman sitting alone on a park bench, he would sit next to her, which he wouldn't dare do before. He gave himself one minute to talk to her, calming his fears by saying silently to himself, "If I die, I die. Screw it, so I die."
He didn't die.
He found 130 women sitting alone that month on park benches. He sat next to all of them, whereupon 30 got up and walked away. He spoke to the remaining 100 — for the first time in his life — about the birds and the bees, the flowers, books, whatever came to mind.
He didn't get one single date, but he got over his fear of talking to women.

 

[autistic_tendencies]

Just go outside and talk to people, man!
Ever heard of psychologist Albert Ellis?

Albert Ellis - Wikipedia

en.wikipedia.org

He was a very shy man around women. At the age of 19, he gave himself a homework assignment when he was off from college. He went to Bronx Botanical Garden every day that month, and whenever he saw a woman sitting alone on a park bench, he would sit next to her, which he wouldn't dare do before. He gave himself one minute to talk to her, calming his fears by saying silently to himself, "If I die, I die. Screw it, so I die."
He didn't die.
He found 130 women sitting alone that month on park benches. He sat next to all of them, whereupon 30 got up and walked away. He spoke to the remaining 100 — for the first time in his life — about the birds and the bees, the flowers, books, whatever came to mind.
He didn't get one single date, but he got over his fear of talking to women.

Sounds like a big waste of time