[Ginger]

I find myself lost, drowning in the sea of my peers. No one talks to me unless it's to throw any good feelings I have into the garbage. They're constantly crashing down upon me in waves of hurtful slander, further weakening my state of self-judgement. The only thing I've wanted is a listening ear. Not written text but spoken words. There is something more about hearing reassurance than reading it. Like flowers in a catalog, you can see them, but can you smell them? Can you touch them and actually immerse yourself in their beauty? I know my internet friends mean well, but I wish they were here with me so I don't feel so physically alone all the time.