Am I a "bad" person? Do I have no redeeming qualities at all? Is there nothing anybody can find that somebody else could love? It's okay if it's my destiny to live this life alone. I do mind. A lot. But I understand. It's just so isolating at times. It's not good having no third party input. It warps the mind. And your perceptions. It makes you see things that aren't there. Make connections that seem absurd to a rational mind. You look at a man who only confines in himself and all you see is a man beyond help. A man beyond hope. I am reminded of a childhood friend of my father's. They found him after he had been dead for weeks. In his own apartment. He lived like a drunkard and died like a drunkard. Such is life. Such is death.