Sometimes I feel like I’m in an ocean of self-loathing. The waves are crashing down on me, and I can’t see the shore. I’m drowning. I’m alone. No one could possibly love this soul of mine, not my friends, not even my family. They are all just pretending, and one day I’ll turn around and there will be no one there, because they will reach a point where they just cannot pretend to care about me any longer. They finally will have gone and left me alone to drown in this ocean of hate and sorrow.