Some one I once knew said that Insanity could be described by doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result each time. By that definition I must be insane, because you would think that after all the times that I've tried to make friends and help others failed, that I would have quit by now.

But I'm still trying...


I'm not looking for sympathy or anything like that, just making an observation, so you can keep any thoughts about my 'sympathy mongering' to yourself