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It's like everyone has been, or gets hurt for an inexplicable reason, just in different ways. Like everyone get's the experience it just happens differently. It's kinda humbling, like something wiser than us out there decided that if we all hurt, we could connect so much deeper than if all we ever had was happiness - the whole world would be glossy and we'd never see inside a person. IF that makes the right amount of sense to anyone else but me that is.. lol.

When we were chatting earlier.. to those of you who were there, I had no idea.

I agree. Unity, my loves.

Wow... I read all of these, and I can relate to so many of them. I want to give everyone a hug.

I could use the hugs. I've been pretty down since I lost that girl three years ago. It's a long time to wonder if she survived rehab or not, whether she's behind bars, whether she even thinks about me. Thanks.

Everyone... has my condolences...

Doing this made me come out of my shell and admit my feelings to someone. Thank you.

I'm glad this is helping people.

I can't stop reading over this thread. *hugs to everyone*

I feel cared for. Must admit I got a little teary-eyed. Thanks, everyone.

I dont even have to have to reply to that.

Wow... I had no idea so many people had these kinds of issues... after reading them... I feel like I'm the luckiest guy in the world

*gives everyone a hug* There's always a silver lining. You're not affected by events but by your view of them.

I relate to that one alot, aswell.

same. only replace girls, cars and sports with guys, make up and music. its like being detatched from society... wanting to be true to yourself, fear makes it impossible.

I like to proudly say I'm a somewhat depressed virgin who lost the one person he ever had feelings for. On a lighter note, I broke out of my shell today. That is comfort enough for me.

One thing I encourage everyone to do is to do something IRL that makes them happy, something they need to muster up courage to do. I made a point these past few months of meeting five new girls in my age group and getting to know them as a friend. It was hard, I stuttered like an idiot sometimes, but I'm stronger now. Sure, only one of them still talks to me out of the two that didn't move off to a better state, but thats another thing that paid off.

My weak spot for a time there was socializing with girls IRL. I allowed my past sorrows to conflict with this, to make me pass up oppurtunities to meet good people. Part of conquering this was stepping out of denial.

I still feel inflicted by my loss, but I make a point of not letting it destroy me any more than it already has. And sometimes, I still need comfort. I might need that my whole life at this rate. *sweatdrop*

There are those that can stay in their shell, but I encourage them to try to find some way out. I can understand if you don't feel equipped to do so, but I can tell you that I feel better, myself.

Ditto to that as well. The only people I can talk about the stuff I like to is my Newspaper Editor. XD