Here is a huge bit of truth in regards of my current depression state. I’m love sick. Not being the one able to love someone whom I’ve invested a lot of caring time over. I can only blame myself but that pain will be there for a little bit.
I’ve been living years on end of my very own life having no one to love and cherish. This is just playing games on me now. Too many previous incidents where I just can not win no matter what I do. I feel like there is this connection barrier that I just can never break. It gets painful at times too.
What is a man to do when all he wants to do is love for all the right reasons, and no one seems to care to even try and notice?
I’ve been described as having a huge social void. Yes, this is way too true still.
Now, I’m just trying to clean my conscious from the imagination overdrive it has hit. Feeling hollow just sucks. Only time is going to cure this.
Getting older. Time isn’t something I need to keep going by where and when my turn for great opportunities should be happening. I want my life to begin now. Not weeks, months, years, or eve decades from now. NOW.
This is apparently too much to be asking for. That is what lack of love sickness does to a fellow.
Tags: depression, feeling, hollow, love, sad, sick, sickness
