Pity party for one? I feel like that's what I'm doing but I'm also tired of feeling this way. Never getting attention means never knowing what you're missing. Once you get a taste of it, you long for it. I'm not even craving it in a romantic sense. I just want someone to acknowledge my existence. To ask how my day was and genuinely care if I respond or not. I want share my excitement for the meaningless things in life and not judge or brush off the things that keep me going. I question if I'm the way I am because there's a certain someone out there for me and it just not time yet or if I'm this way because my path doesn't include anyone at all. I've never cared if I was alone before but knowing what I'm missing...even in the barest form of companionship has me fearing for the worst and clinging onto anything I can find that keeps me occupied. I'm just so tired of being alone.