Venting I wish I could just talk to people and be accepted.

[quiet.rabbit]

Years ago, back when I was still in school, I had a dream where I was walking in the halls of my high school. I'd wave at people and they'd politely smile at me, a previous teacher struck conversation with me and looked happy to see me. He talked warmly to me, I used to be his student. With no fear or any particular expectation, I felt like I was walking on clouds, totally free.

The dream ended, and I felt like I was physically falling. My chest still stings with yearning. Though it was such a simple, mundane dream... it's the one that hurts the most.

 

[Kit1]

You sound so sad and that yearning to connect and communicate is an understandable yearning.

Do you have anyone that you speak to - friends, family, neighbours? Are you able to volunteer with a charity or somewhere that might let you connect to people? What would you like to do - in terms of studying or work?