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I spent the first 20 years of my life alone
From my self, my family, from everyone.I remember crying in first grade because I had no friends
I got good at being alone. You have to.But It changes you to be like that.There is a quietness and a distance to it that touches your soul
From my self, my family, from everyone.I remember crying in first grade because I had no friends
I got good at being alone. You have to.But It changes you to be like that.There is a quietness and a distance to it that touches your soul
For the first time last year, I knew what it meant to not be alone.
It was only a moment, a few months, but that was half my life.
And then that moment was gone.
It was only a moment, a few months, but that was half my life.
And then that moment was gone.
Somehow, in that moment, I forgot everything I knew about how to be alone. The cold was gone. I was alive, for once.
And now... I am alone again. Now I have to remember how to be alone. It's not hard, like it once was, but it's painful. It was never painful before.
And now... I am alone again. Now I have to remember how to be alone. It's not hard, like it once was, but it's painful. It was never painful before.
I've done some stupid things since then. I've made myself vulnerable in ways I never could have before, and by some miracle I haven't truly hurt myself by that.
But I could have.
But I could have.
I dont really have anything to end this thread with. I dont have any view point out of this. I don't have some goal to declare I'm working towards. It doesn't work like that with this
In a sense, this thread is just another reckless flare from someone who is lost. Pointless hope
In a sense, this thread is just another reckless flare from someone who is lost. Pointless hope
