And my world feels like shades of grey. Wrapped in plastic bubbles, filled with dusty shades of memories. I feel empty inside. And outside... I can't even feel my own skin, the borders of my body and mind, I feel like painfully fading. I miss being part of something. I miss being loved and noticed.
Arnold (21.3.10 00:41)
I think there are a lot people, that are willing to share a part of their life with you. They are noticing you, asking themselves what you are doing at the moment, how you feel. In my opinion the question is, are we noticing them? I know a handful, who are interested in what I am doing, or how I am feeling. Willing to lend me a hand. But often I don't accept it for myself, that there are people who care about me, and overlook that fact, which leads to that sad feeling to be alone and helpless.
I don't know if these people will stay in the really hard times, but they are there, and we should give them a chance to be noticed. And maybe help us to weaken the sadness, that seems to follow one at every single step.