Please tell me why life is such a lonely business. Why is there never anyone to help me? Plenty who are happy to judge, but what about love? Why is there never anyone to love me? Do I ask too much? Am I too difficult to love? Too much for anyone to love? Most people can't understand me. I'm too much. I have too strong of a personality. I feel like everyone wants me to be smaller, quieter, less opinionated, less passionate (definitely not allowed!), less of everything is better. Certainly not allowed to just be loved. Must change, always. I don't know if anyone wants the real me. What am I supposed to do with myself?