Empty, Alone, Worthless

Hello, I am Nobody.

You might know me, or at least be aware of me. I might be someone you work with, someone who lives near you, or somebody you see walking along the street.

And yet, it seems as though I am invisible.

No one seems to care about me or wants to be my friend.

When I was a kid, all the other kids picked on me and no one would be my friend.

Later, people stopped picking on me, but I still didn't have any friends.

Hot girls never liked me...only the average or below-average ones ever had an interest.

Oh, there have been a few "friends" along the way, but over the years we have gone our separate ways due to various life circumstances, and nobody keeps in touch. No one writes, e-mails, calls, etc. The "friends" I had in college...I never heard from afterwards. "Friends" or coworkers from years ago, I never hear from. So I ask, were they ever really "friends"?

Now, I have no friends. No one to get together and have fun with or talk things over. I have "co-workers" and "acquaintances" but that is all.

No one invites me to their weddings.

I have a blog, but no one reads it. Well maybe one person.

I have tried joining various social and service organizations, even churches. But I always felt like I was on the fringe, never really like a part of the group. Almost like I was invisible.

EVEN MY MOTHER HATES ME!!! She never writes; she never calls.

And the hot girls still don't like me. Well I guess I'm too old for that now anyway.

What did I ever do to anyone to deserve this kind of treatment from anyone? What is wrong with me? I guess I am an empty shell and have nothing to offer anyone.

So I get up every day and go to work. Then I come home and feel empty, alone and worthless not to mention BORED OUT OF MY FRICKIN' MIND!!!! until I get up the next day and do it all over again.

I guess I really don't see the point of it all.

Some days I can keep myself busy and occupied and keep these feelings buried deep down inside, but today was not one of those days. The feelings are always there; deep-seated feelings of unhappiness, loneliness and emptiness. Never going away. Because no one ever really liked me.

So Sayeth The Shack

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