The depth of loneliness in which I'm swimming is deafening, blinding and shocking.
i'm good-looking, popular and have no shortage of friends, tight bonds and genuine love.
Yet I feel lonelier than the ugliest rat of a human.
Which, in turn, makes it even more hurtful. The vaccuum encompasses you even further.
The thing about it is, I don't know what it is I want and why it is this feeling creeps up. The claustrophobia of emotional confusion is gravedigger.
Any tips? Anyone went through something similar?