I wonder if I should just resign myself to the idea of being alone forever. Wanting. Hoping. What for? I mean, where has that ever gotten anyone? Hope seems to grate the heart into a fine, unrecognizable mess. Relationship polarity: It's either purely physical with tepid emotions (no thx) or a deep cerebral/emotional connection, but you're touch-starved. Why is amalgamating these two halves so elusive? ….i’m so tired of doing life alone.