after about 4 months of being holed up with no life except for dinners with close friends and drinking at home with the family, I am a social wreck.

I don't know how to make small talk with strangers. I don't know how to smile. I can never flirt again. if my friends even want to call me to come out of my blanket fort where I plan to surround myself with my nespresso machine and variations of beer and cider for the next few months... this will be me.

I don't even feel embarrassed by this shit. I'm doomed.