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Feb. 28th, 2001 02:16 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
silversolitaireI just realized something about myself and about my depression. Now I know why I isolate myself from others and don't want to talk to or hear from anybody.
Other people's lives make me sad. I'm feeling left out. I have this wicked curiosity about others. I like to hear about them. I really do... But then there's always the moment when I can't bear it any longer. When it makes me sad just to think of their lives. I can't help but feel left out. Or worse, since I'm not left out, I was never meant to be a part of it...
I'm tired of being a nobody, of being ignored...
Other people's lives make me sad. I'm feeling left out. I have this wicked curiosity about others. I like to hear about them. I really do... But then there's always the moment when I can't bear it any longer. When it makes me sad just to think of their lives. I can't help but feel left out. Or worse, since I'm not left out, I was never meant to be a part of it...
I'm tired of being a nobody, of being ignored...
