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1. As a child I was ostracized and severely bullied for having eczema. 2. Because my mother could not afford a babysitter I spent hours sitting alone in the house as child waiting for her to come home from work from 3:00pm, when I came home from school, until about 10:00pm at night. As a...

There are some days when I enjoy being a loner, and today was one of them. For the past couple of days, I have been extremely isolated and yearning for some human interaction. Well, they say be careful for what you wish for because you just might get it. And boy did I get it! A friend of mine...

Looks (physical features) are not that important to me at all. I find it very odious when men and women start relationships with people simply because they thought that they were attractive, and then complain about how the bottom fell out. In reference to what "Whispers" said, I agree hygiene...

I like that I am a dreamer. I never give up on my dreams for second. One could say that dreams are equivalent to opium.

Do you know how many hot baths I've taken in my life? Bullshit!

It sounds as if your friend is being quite defensive and wants to evade the fact that they have hurt you. In all honesty don't wait around for this person, hang out with yourself if you have to. I know that doesn't sound fun, but the therapist that I have been seeing has made me a believer in...

Sci-Fi, thank you so much for your comment. I feel welcomed already and would love to talk more about BBBS and learning to trust people. I think you are quite right all of the events that have happened will hopefully turn out to be useful in the future. The hard thing about moving on and...

I have been listening to the following : Arcade Fire The Kooks Eleanor by Low Millions Lupe Fiasco Lykke Li Phoenix The Last Shadow Puppets Kanye West (A guilty pleasure, but his new album was quite poignant and authentic). Elusive by Scott Matthews :D

For past ten years of my life I have been alone. Ever since I was six years old I have had problems making friends. I can vividly remember my first day of the first grade.There was a girl holding the door for everyone in line and as each student passed through the door the young girl pointed at...