I find this existence to be so strange. I see myself as a nice, warm person that cares for others--one who feels most alive when connected to people. And, yet, I find myself isolated, which is not my desire. I would like a friend to talk to, someone that understands me. I have some of those people in my life, but I find myself a burden--as if my needs are too great, and I should be grateful that I receive any attention, affection, and connection at all.
Is there anybody out there?