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[never_forlorn]

It’s difficult to know how to feel or more importantly how to think about my current situation. I want to hold a slight bit of hope, but I know better than to hope at this point in my life. I know the consequences of having hope and that’s something I know I cannot afford to do

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[anonymous]

I know not so much any more of the sane nor the insane. I find myself all to often in late, speaking to a diety whom, I know not who. I have no answers. Loneliness; an incurable disease, I feel mostly when I am around people, yet still I have the aching when alone to be held to know that someone loves me, still I contradict, for if someone were to love me, I'd pity them, want them not to love me, I am unworthy; I feel that until I have reached an understanding in how to love myself, I don't expect anyone else to. - I'm sorry. Just take it one moment at a time, I'm sure that's how you've made it this far. Everything will work itself out in the end, and if it doesn't::shrugs:: well...Death is the inevitable.