Humans weren't made to spend their lives by themselves. The pangs hit me worse than ever right now and I've been struggling so badly with my depression. Nothing seems to help.
I posted on my page about a week ago that "Life gives lemons to people that love to make lemonade". I do a pretty good job at putting on a fake smile, but I just can't do it anymore.
I need hugs. I need affection. I need intimacy. I need somebody to make me feel wanted and needed. Doesn't everybody want to feel like that?
Love is funny. When you have it, you think it's the best thing that ever happened to you. And when you don't, it feels like the end of the world.
I'm stressed. I'm tired. I want somebody to hold me so I can just cry. I miss good morning and goodbye kisses. I miss that first big hug when they come home from work. I miss dinners together. I miss forehead kisses. I want to feel special to somebody again so badly.
I know I'm not really alone and I have friends and family, but emotional and physical intimacy with a significant other is something else entirely.
I'm just about to give up on ever finding it again.
