Right now all I want is to be held, and told that I’m ok. I’m not ok. It doesn’t feel like I ever will be. Maybe at some distant point down the road, I’ll find that I’ve somehow become worthy of love, and worthy of life. But right now I am alone. I see no way through. Why go on, when you don’t really believe the destination exists? Because the hope of it is all you have left.
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I think there’s no possible way that i could relate to this post anymore than i do. Thanks for sharing it… makes me feel i’m not the only one who feels stuff like this (which i know that i’m not… but reading it or hearing it helps at times). I do hope you find something (or someone) that ends that loneliness for you.
Though the reasons that we become lost may be very different, the feeling is the same. Sharing that experience helps us to continue on a while. Thank you for reading.
Yep loneliness is something I relate to well. I’ve noticed I can be in a crowded room and still be lonely. I know it’s tough.