It’s been a while since I’ve come to the realisation that solitude may be the only refuge from the collapse of human decency. I now spend my time with the things that bring me peace—watching films, playing on my PS5, walking with the kids, reading, writing, and simply breathing.

People? Overrated.

Every time I open myself up, offering kindness and an open heart, I’m met with negativity. Why bother? The cruelty and degradation of humanity are painfully obvious on platforms like Twitter, where bullying, browbeating, and name-calling run wild. Even the good social media does is overshadowed by the relentless toxicity, fuelled by the anonymity it provides. It’s disheartening, even exhausting, to witness how easily cruelty thrives in this world.

I’ve reached a point where I’m opting out. I’ve chosen to distance myself from the ugliness and embrace the simplicity of my own space, where I can exist without the weight of others’ malice pressing down on me.

Even friends and well-wishers, despite their good intentions, often bring chaos. Large groups breed jealousy, possessiveness, and strange unspoken transactions, all complicating what should be straightforward. When I was younger, I could handle it—drama even felt exciting, like a necessary part of life. But now? It’s just tedious.

The truth is, this drama only drags out the problem-solver in me, drawing me into endless cycles of trying to fix people and situations. But I’ve come to understand that problems will always exist. It’s part of the human condition—there will always be chaos, emotional turbulence, and a mess to clean up. No matter how much effort you put in, the disorder never really ends.

So, the solution is clear: stay away from humans. Detach from the endless need to solve their problems, and simply exist—without their noise, without their chaos.