Living as an outlier is hard.
You are this singular being, thinking you have the capability to be by the self most of the time.
I guess I was wrong.
Feelings of isolation are growing and there is a longing to be with someone. Unfortunately, friends are not always around, and some are…elsewhere. Family isn’t really helping, so there’s kind of not a lot left.
Having this niche of interests is a blessing and a curse, and right now, it is a curse. Knowledge so specialized no one is either willing or capable of sharing the same kind of intense appreciation one has, it feels so lonely not having anyone to share with.
It’s been a terrible emotional roller coaster and well…
You know where this is going.