>>29582666>How many friends have you made?
A lot. I got out of my shell. Went out. Met people that I actually want to be friends with.
We completely failed to make friends with the neighbors. I kept it professional with my co-workers. My wife made enemies of her co-workers. We had met people through a gaming store. But they were mostly... well... losers. Crazy, fat, neckbeardish losers. I hate to confirm a sterotype, but it was pretty true. I started hating when she dragged me to these 6-hour long game nights where hardly anything happened in groups that were too big with shitty DM's.
And then I found the show and it gave me a little hope. I looked around. I found a LUG meeting. Yeah, Linux Users Group. It was shit, but they told me about the local makers space. It's essentially an elk's lodge for geeks. It was fantastic. I finally found my tribe. We both fit right in. We became great friends with this one guy who was eventually the president. We were good friends with ~6 others, and acquaintances of maybe 15 more.
Times were good. Really really good. And we had something to do that was actually engaging. Making stuff and learning new skills was awesome. And the social pressure got me off my ass and doing things. Motivation helps a lot. Friendship really is magic.
And then the kid was born early. And the wife takes her stress out on me. And we're both going through sleep deprivation. And there's a worry he'll be retarded. His fucking surgery drops 10 points of IQ. On average. Jesus. And I get down. Maybe legit depression. And it turns out I have a fair-weather wife. Because that's just not something she's going to put up with. She threatens divorce. The kid isn't even 6 months old yet. We were really happily married for 5 years. I never thought we'd break up. She was the love of my life and she fucking stabs me in the back, hauls my ass to a different state.
Now I know no-one and I'm desperately alone.