Hello,
I have been reading this forum for many years, tried a few times but never managed to register. Thanks to A J here I am now for the very first time participating actively. Reaching out for you. Because there is noone else. And I don't want to be isolated. Not any more. Isolated in the middle of the crowd. Unable to share. Too shy to try or to sceptical about the chances of being understood.
I have tried so many times, wanted to tell about myself and my life.To find someone. Just one person that would truly understand. Dreaming of a real friend. Facebook never worked. Too few or too many read what was never meant for them. Or thought it was meant for them when it was not. Whatever... anonymity is a must for me. Because I want to be able to speak freely. And speak only to friendly ears.
I have always felt different. Something inner I could never share. The only person that I tried to open up to was my late mother. Always felt sad for no reason until life gave me enough reasons. After failing my marriage and facing the death of my only child sadness was accepted and yet - as terrible as it was - - it was not and is not any worse than before. Perhaps a certain numbness still I would not talk openly about this. It's like a sacrilege.
I have no diagnoses and will never get any. I just feel so sad and lonely all the time. Sometimes I Wonder if I don't like people. I am tough with myself and others an
This will have to do as a sort of introduction. I have want to speaks here for years. Now the word see suck insider me. But I try. And I Thank you all for being there. You have help me many times whith your advices, your honest and touchen confidences and your wonderful humor, lagring at yourselves and never mocking others. Wonderful acceptansen that I hope will include me.
/que moi
I have been reading this forum for many years, tried a few times but never managed to register. Thanks to A J here I am now for the very first time participating actively. Reaching out for you. Because there is noone else. And I don't want to be isolated. Not any more. Isolated in the middle of the crowd. Unable to share. Too shy to try or to sceptical about the chances of being understood.
I have tried so many times, wanted to tell about myself and my life.To find someone. Just one person that would truly understand. Dreaming of a real friend. Facebook never worked. Too few or too many read what was never meant for them. Or thought it was meant for them when it was not. Whatever... anonymity is a must for me. Because I want to be able to speak freely. And speak only to friendly ears.
I have always felt different. Something inner I could never share. The only person that I tried to open up to was my late mother. Always felt sad for no reason until life gave me enough reasons. After failing my marriage and facing the death of my only child sadness was accepted and yet - as terrible as it was - - it was not and is not any worse than before. Perhaps a certain numbness still I would not talk openly about this. It's like a sacrilege.
I have no diagnoses and will never get any. I just feel so sad and lonely all the time. Sometimes I Wonder if I don't like people. I am tough with myself and others an
This will have to do as a sort of introduction. I have want to speaks here for years. Now the word see suck insider me. But I try. And I Thank you all for being there. You have help me many times whith your advices, your honest and touchen confidences and your wonderful humor, lagring at yourselves and never mocking others. Wonderful acceptansen that I hope will include me.
/que moi
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