We are all lonely.
We are all damaged.
We are all searching for something we either can't find, define or keep ahold of.
Many of us are looking for what we never were afforded as children.
Again, a common bond that destroys rather than strengthens.
You would think this would bring people together or closer. Isn't it odd how it does the opposite?
No wonder we are a nation of alcoholics, drug addicts, food addicts, sex addicts, porn addicts, compulsive liars, animosity filled adults, money hoarders, spenders, control freaks and depressives. Few of us have a clue where we are going, if anywhere, or how we ended up where we are today, which oftentimes is nowhere... just here.
We create chaos for the sake of nothing more than to avoid the real issues, then we bitch about the chaos as well. We stay in relationships that died ages ago because they are easy, they are familiar, they are chaotic. Less work for your daily output. Something to complain about. Someone else to blame.
When we leave or it ends, we fight over the shit as well. We fight over every last piece of materialistic shit rather than just embracing the feeling of less weight on our soul and a new freedom to go forth. We cyberstalk one another, but won't engage in anything meaningful, but we refuse to detach that last damn thread that keeps us painfully aware of one anothers existence. We torture ourselves with our pain or our anger and we are never at fault for the mess.
None of us know our ass from a hole in the wall.
So I guess we all just bleed in silence and wait to die.