I spent all day off in my own little world inside my head. I like having this inner world I can go to where I can keep myself amused and interested. But I've been overdoing it. I'm spending too much time all alone and not really wanting to be bothered with anyone. It's not a happy way of being. I need contact. I need to get out of the house. I need to go do things. But I'm just not making an effort. I keep thinking that I won't fit in anywhere, and I won't really like anything that I could be getting involved in. Part of me knows that's foolish thinking. When I try things, I'm always glad I did. If I try 3 things, maybe 2 will disappoint. But one of the 3 will likely feel rewarding. I need to try.