The feeling that I am 'alone' even in a crowded house - it's a slippery slope for me. Usually all I want to do is crawl under the covers and sleep, because the alternative feelings can be so overwhelming. Lately I've been trying to overcome the self-imposed isolation, but it's tough. A coping strategy that I thought was working was really only making my situation worse... I certainly don't like to admit when I'm wrong. But there it is; My alone-ness is self imposed, and if (when) I reach out, I usually find someone reaching back.

Oh, and I (to quote the Judge in the trial scene of "Fried Green Tomatoes" 'don't give a good goddamn' about others' judging me. It just shows their ignorance, not mine.

Tuwanda!!!