I wrote out a thing the other day about this when I was feeling really down, but I guess I didn't finish posting it and it disappeared. Funny.

Today I am not crying about it, but I still know it's very real for me.

All my close relatives are dead except my mom who is 86 and in poor health.

I don't have any real friends, some acquaintances I guess.

I am for real alone in this world and I guess I'm angry . . . at God or fate or whatever.

And I'm really scared.

Is anyone else out there facing this kind of loneliness and aloneness?