Sometimes I feel like the loneliest person in the world. I want so much to have someone to talk with, but somehow it never seems to work out. There are times when I honestly feel like my only purpose in life is to suffer. I don’t feel very good about my life right now and I don’t know what to do about it. I’m so tired of this roller coaster ride. It grows old being up one minute and down the next. I’m seriously considering ending this podcast. Maybe I’ve said to much or maybe I just haven’t said it the right way. But I’ve tired to be open and honest about my life, about my predicament. I’m trapped in a job I cannot escape from, given a lack of financial security. I’m stressed out at work and no one cares. I come home to an empty home and an empty life. The people I care for most somehow always seem to abandon me, none of which paints a pretty picture of what I consider to be a never-ending bad dream. Sorry for the poor, pitiful me story. I just needed to talk to someone. Maybe someone out there will talk back.