I was anti-everything and everyone. I didn't want people around me. This aversion was not some big crippling anxiety. merely a mature recognition of my own psychological vulnerability and my lack of suitability as a companion. Thoughts jostled for space in my crowded brain as i struggled to give them some order which might serve to motivate my listless life.
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Author: Irvine Welsh