But if you want to tell the world you're feeling down because you don't have enough human company? Well, too bad.
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Take yours truly, for example: I have moved either between states or countries three times in the last five years. Now, I'm lucky enough to have close friends in the old places I've lived, but every time I've moved to a new town, I haven't known people there, because that's how the laws of physical reality work. And every time this has happened, I've been forced to put on an "I am socially fulfilled" front, even though it literally wouldn't be possible to have friends unless I'd preordered some to arrive with the moving truck. This is because in most situations, admitting to being lonely and friendless is like admitting you keep your mother's teeth on a string around your neck.
And it's not just me. Whenever I go somewhere attempting to meet new people, even if it's an event set up entirely for people who want to make friends, everyone does this pantomime where we act like we're just there for the lulz because we totally already have a lot of friends. They're just all in Canada right now.
Above: My friends, having fun in Canada.