I can relate on not feeling like you’ll find a meaningful bond with anyone. It’s difficult to define, but I have this nagging sense that I’m not the same type of thing as whoever I’m interacting with. I see people all around me and it’s like they’re another type of entity altogether. I’m pretending to be one, but I know I’m not. They know it too, though they’re not always conscious of it.

I know I’m just another human being with weird thoughts. There isn’t anything that odd or special about me in the scheme of things. But the sense of that, the experience of feeling like an “other” or an imposter, is excruciatingly isolating.

I find it hard to simply order coffee at times because in my mind, I feel as though I’m operating the marionette that people see as “me” and watching from behind its shoulders.