Enthusiastic sh.it.head
I feel like we always have been - the Trudeau Sr. quote comes to mind:
Living next to you [The U.S.] is in some ways like sleeping with an elephant. No matter how friendly and even-tempered is the beast, if I can call it that, one is affected by every twitch and grunt.
Only more so now that said beast is trumpeting, stomping its feet and shitting everywhere.
If you’re not daily driving Arch, btw, did you even join Lemmy?
I know you’re not daily driving Arch because you didn’t mention it.
(Jokes, obvs. Congrats on the self-discovery!)
Give this a shot maybe? I know there’s some other archive collections as well you could try digging into.
Not necessarily direct social skill things, but stuff that could put you in slightly more comfortable circumstances to work on it:
-Karaoke. If you like singing, this is a no brainer. You then have easy introductory topics (song choices, music, telling people they did a good job, etc.). Where I am the demographics are pretty wide, it may skew older where you are.
-If you have interest in doing so, see if you can join a band, maybe with an eye to doing some low-tier gigs (or high-tier, that’d be up to you and your bandmates).
-It’s hard mode, but like singing and playing music in public? Get a busking permit! Interact with the strangers passing by, etc. Best case scenario, you make some pocket change. Worst case scenario, you do something you like that puts you in front of people in a non-bar setting.
Working in something you’re passionate about and at least sort of good at can put you a little more at ease, sometimes.
Rob a bank, stowaway on a container ship, free climb a mountain or skyscraper, take out a bunch of loans and spend it on whatever, scam a bunch of dangerous people, the sky’s the limit. I’d actually say think bigger.
I’m not going to pretend it’s a good answer because it cuts in many directions, but the following has been my thinking on this:
Because if you have nothing to live for, you have nothing holding you back from taking massive risks. Take the massive risk over your own life. Suicide can come later, once you’ve done something risky and cool first that requires a meatsuit. As far as we know you only get one of those, and there’s far more than you might think that only requires one of 'em and infinite risk tolerance.
Not comfortable with the risk? Why, if you have nothing to live for? Tease that out and you can work in the other direction.
I might be going to a mini Burning Man style event in May. Never been to a burn, or even a music festival, before.
It promises to be an interesting experience, one way or another. If nothing else, I like the idea of partying with a bunch of artsy weirdos off their tits for several days. We’ll see if I’ve aged out of that, lol.
That and, should I choose to prepare all of the necessary materials to pack in and out, I could do a temporary version of a dream I’ve had: hash and coffee club tent! 'Cause gifting cannabis products to adults is 100% legal here now (not that this would’ve been a barrier anyway, but still)!