I also feel like an alien. Since I was in 3rd grade I realized I did not come from my family, I was far too different from them for that to be possible, but they were maybe some of the closest matches so I incarnated in their family. I feel sounds and vibrations intensely, so engines (cars/planes) are like torture, and I've never found anywhere to live that is not within earshot of said torture. That, and humanity is very ill and doomed. I wanted to stay and help, but I think it is a lost cause. And I'm too alienated/isolated to enjoy my life alone... have had lots of good solo days in the last years but the thought that I'll never find friendship or community makes me not wanna bother anymore. Everything is futile, so I can't take proactive life affirming steps...since that flys in the face of me wanting to die. Like, why would I bike and do yoga and work on projects if they feel like a chore, and would make me feel less like ctb...which is what I ultimately want for myself...I'm still just scared ... not so much of the act, but the potential for interruption/failure...and I keep finding some pleasure in the day through music/chess/my cat/food etc... I can find pleasure despite wanting to die very badly.