I know, and I love you guys for it. But I've chased off every man and every friend I've ever had, my brother will move on one day too, meet a nice girl, build a life with her and raise a family... Then I wont even have the comforting distraction he brings to my crazy days... What have I done to myself? Worst is, I cant fix it. Old friends are not an option, new ones arent viable (we live too far apart to actually hang out) love isout of the question, so it me and the bed I made...