I'm doing it right now. Bottling up my feelings because I can't speak a word of them. I can't make it with no one to rely on. What do I mean to anyone? I can't even imagine what it must be like to know that there's at least one person who you matter to, and to be perfectly fine with sharing all your emotions with them. Expressing what's inside.

I don't see myself ever getting as far as that. I am someone who doesn't have the empathy to understand them well, would be a huge burden to them with my moods, never had the chance to develop the social skills that everyone else did - instead I just got to look on and watch myself fall behind, further and further. And I can't even get past the point of meeting them for the first time because I can't talk to them in a way that's humanly typical.

Nobody can give me a solution, I'm left either to somehow find one, or just resort to the only means of refusing to put up with life anymore.

I don't know what it means either. I can't see someone being able, or willing, to share every. single . thing. In their mind. I can't, won't share everything. Good Lord, I'd scare them off...

The way I look at it, this is where PF can step in. Gives us a venue for the things I spare others.

I wouldn't want to share too much about myself either, certainly some things are better kept secret. I just wish there was someone here, with me, who I could talk to at any time and trust them to be sympathetic. Of course, I'd also like to be there for them whenever so I can stop feeling so useless.

But I do think this site has a somewhat restorative quality of its own, and I'm glad to have the opportunity to utilize it.