I never really had consistent friends, rarely ever get approached romantically and even rarer is the interest reciprocated. So stories are all I have. They resonate with me on a deep level and I learned quickly to keep these to myself. Because that desire to share them with others is never really reflected back to me, if that makes sense. And if they are shared and someone doesn't see what I see, and ESPECIALLY doesn't like what I show them, it hurts deeply. They're rejecting some part of me. And they don't want to or can't see what I see.
So I don't know. I thought it might be good to have a space to talk about this. Maybe it gets traction. Maybe not. But if at least one person shares my e



