Miss Misery

Alone.

I’ve been alone for so long.

No real relationships with those around me, no real attachments with those who wish to connect with me. I’ve been alone for so long that I’ve quietly become accustomed to this strange yet sometimes comforting isolation. This strikes those around me as odd, because I’m not shy by nor do I have fears about contact. If anything, I’m overly comfortable witho acquaintances. I just hate relationships. Any kind. They alwas hurt so much, and no matter how much it hurts, it’s a pain that I simply cannot become accustomed to.

Sometimes, I wonder. I wonder whether I’ll be like this forever. With nobody to hang onto. Nobody to depend on but myself. Alone while everyone around me builds relationships.

I don’t know.

It’s difficult to trust anyone anymore. I’ve lost too much faith in the decency of people.