It’s been a long time since I’ve posted here. Tomorrow is my birthday, and I wonder where the years have gone. I never expected to still be alone. I know that as an HSP and introvert this is better for me. But it’s hard to feel that I don’t matter to anyone. There are a handful of people who care a little, but I’m not all that important to anyone and this makes me sad most of the time .
I’ve created this little imaginary world for myself. This is something I’ve done since I was a child. In my imaginary world I do have people who care about me and I do matter. I don’t think it will ever become reality.
If you want to know more about my imaginary world, go to your music streaming app and play an old song by Russell Hitchcock called the Dreams Of The Lonely. I would be interested in hearing from anybody who can relate to this song and what it describes.
Thanks for reading my story.