There's a saying that constantly echoes through my head: Everyone moves on eventually. For practically all my life, that's rung true. We're a fairly secluded family--we rarely have people we can hang out with, and the few we did have don't seem to remember us anymore and have seemingly moved on to better things. Being part of this system is what hurts the most. I never have the opportunity to make new friends in my area because of how we live, and as a result, I never had the opportunity to even find a mate who will love me for who I am. And the cherry on top, any attempts made by me to break that cycle ends with me circling back to where I started--feeling alone and all-around worthless.

My life is one big negative domino effect, and as far as anyone's concerned, with no lack of trying on my part, it'll stay that way.