Every once in a while, ultimate truth needs to be spoken.
So right now, I'll say it.
Lonely beyond belief.
Constantly feeling sad, worthless, unlovable.
And I'm having a really hard time envisioning being stuck living another 50 years like this.
(My family is all ridiculously-long lived, even with things like MS and congestive heart failure. And I'm the healthiest person my family has ever known. On the upside, maybe that means I'll be the one to die young.)
I just can't take this for much longer. Let alone until I'm 90.