I love love love love living by myself.
the thing is my inability-to-do-stuff is WAY more under control when I’m alone, because so much of my shutting-down comes from stupid sources of anxiety like “a person might judge my food choices” or “a person might hear me existing” or “I may have to do 5 seconds of social pleasantries with a roommate/parent/etc.”
most of my “getting-stuck” starts from a place of anxiety where I kind of just close in around myself and try to stop being a person. (“nope I’m not hungry/don’t have to go to the bathroom/need to go to the store/to an appointment, because that would involve alerting the outside world to the fact that I exist.”)
(I can avoid it at work if I pour coffee into my brain and have headphones in constantly. I forgot headphones today and didn’t accomplish shit.)