Even online spaces cannot fill this void within me

[citrusrope]

Sometimes I will read others saying that stumbling across this forum, or other online spaces with like-minded people have become a great source of comfort. I kind of agree to an extent, because at the very least being able to write on here is better than writing to an actual void. But at the same time... it feels so sterile.

I don't know any of you guys. I don't personally know any of you. Nor you guys, me. I don't know if it's because I can't really imagine a face behind an account... Or if it's the nature of forums being different from real time chatting, or hearing a voice, or personally connecting.... But sometimes it kind of feels similar to what dissociating feels like. Like, every response feels sterile. Whoever responds sounds like a robot, or I guess "digital" for a lack of a better word. And I feel like a little bit of a robot when I respond or post. It feels mechanical. Devoid of any real "human-ness." (Not to accuse people on here of being disingenuous, this is solely a problem with how I seem to be unable to really connect or feel that genuine-ness.)

I sort of feel like I'm sounding nonsensical but, well... yeah. Even online spaces don't really fill even just a little bit of my void. I wish I could feel some form of comfort but all I feel is apathy most of the time. I feel detached. It sucks.

 

[foreverfalling]

It is good for what it is, a place for sharing similar ideas and feeling not so alone. But it will never replace real human interaction. Seeing someone nodding in agreement with you, the understanding eye contact, or the effects of a hug. Ultimately even that is only one step removed from loneliness. The way people ask how are you when they don't mean it, the same fake smiles, the sense that they don't understand what you are talking about. Nothing can really fill the void.

 

[lawlietsph]

I think this whole scenario is just so unnatural, that our brain can't really understand what is happening.
Like imagine this for a second.
Bunch of monkeys staring at a piece of plastic all day, typing on that piece of plastic, talking to other faceless monkeys. We see nothing but written words. it's completely against nature and I find it hilarious actually, when I truly, deeply think about what we are doing... Like this is the biggest joke, the biggest circus and we are all clowns just doing what every other monkey is doing.
We were not meant to live like this, no wonder you feel awful about the whole thing