ALL RIGHT LOOK:

Here's the dish.....I was once one of you. Hikikomori. As it is called.

I honestly never thought I would be...but I was. The last part of '05 to all of '06. I'd gotten back from Iraq doing the bullshit contracting thing.

Bounced around a few 'chans...spewing Right wing rhetoric, fascist ideology, and even helping a few people with my workshops.

I didn't bathe hardly...my hair grew long...I lost 40 pounds. I'd devolved into a bad place. My day was...

Listening to music, spewing fascist ideology, posting pictures of the same "figurehead" that reminded me of one of my past loves...and...helping people with my workshops and advice.

Then I started following my own. It's as simple as getting off your ass....

Now to be fair...I had some money so it wasn't a big deal to live a whole year doing jack shit. But the fact remains.

YOU NEED SOMEWHERE TO GO EVERYDAY AND SOMETHING TO DO. Getting paid for it helps. Seriously, you NEED SOMEWHERE TO GO AND SOMETHING TO DO.

I'm pretty antisocial, but you also need to talk to people.

Look...another thing. Set attainable goals. Get a job. Do it for a few months, even if it sucks. Just say "You know...I wish this shit would suck MORE!" and just be so fucking squared away that people take notice.

Get physically active. Don't be a body nazi, but fuck...walk at least a few miles every other day.

Don't fear rejection, don't fear acceptance.

Fear nothing but yourself, for you are the only thing that can be your undoing.

Just putting it out there.