The question that comes to my mind often, especially when I'm troubled is why do I bother trying to be friendly or try to make friends? It appears I am nothing but an annoyance that needs to be swatted away. When I talk to someone, I get the impression that on their end, in their deep thoughts, they think such thoughts as "Why is he talking to me? Why won't he leave me alone?"
I'm sorry, but I'm just about ready to give up trying to be friendly. Maybe I should go back to secluding myself to my own things. Sammi's the only one that really has a tolerance for me and even then I'm beginning to wear her patience thin...
My deepest apologies, I wish I could be in a much better state of mind to post something much more optimistic, but I have nothing optimistic to say!
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