Why can I never be alone… even for a moment.
I’m constantly seeking the next conversation… the next connection.
Even now, I’m here, writing this, but I know I will get responses (hopefully).
I mean I could possibly save it as a draft… or make a private blog. Or write in a text document on my computer. But will that help me? No.
I’m seeking help. I’m seeking healing. I’m seeking something to make me feel better. But I don’t always find it. In fact, I don’t think I’ve found it yet.
No matter what anyone says to me, about self-love, I just won’t let it sink in. What is self-love? I’m not looking for an answer, I’m just asking. To make what I’m writing sound good to me.
I enjoy writing… that’s something I could do, if I knew how to do it creatively. Or maybe I could write a non-fiction novel. I don’t know. I know I do need things to do in my spare time, alone, by myself, where I’m not seeking someone else.
I used to write here… maybe I’ll continue to do that in the new year. But I kind of get disappointed by the fact that no one replies. That’s another thing.
But I also don’t always have this much to write. This was I guess inspired by a long conversation I just had with someone today.
But anyway… I guess I should go eat. That’s something.
Have a good night! And thanks for reading!
Alone Time
