I guess I would be one.
I hate going outside, I feel that the outside world is extremely aggressive and judgmental, that if you even look someone they might get angry to you just because you stare them (something I can't stop doing because if I see someone with special features, I try to remember those to draw them later) and is even worst if you try to talk or being nice (it has happened to my a lot, I have tried to be nice and people just want to fight you), and lets not even talk about urbanism on the city, I just feel depressed on how things are and how going outside is a struggle.
And I have developed a dislike for social activities, I can't handle to be around people, I hate malls or shoppings, and I can't go to parties, even more when friends invite me they tell me to be nice, because they know for fact that I get frustrated in parties and I canalize my frustration, depression and anxiety on the first ass hole who does a stupid comment.
Also I have this weird believe that there is no place for my outside, as I can't socialize with people, everyone is angry and you need to do such stupid things to be liked, I just find it easier to stay home and draw, at least I can get better in that and I enjoy it.
weird thing is that when I used to go to the psychologist he always tried me to go outside and be social. The deal is that I can be social, but there is no reward on it and it doesn't make me happy either, and he also told me to stop canalizing my problems on drawing because I do it soo much that I don't do it socially. weird.