Understand statistic feeling Also sadly like a project, one that no longer even matters. It feels like we are poison. Hugs seem so far and few between anymore. Maybe we really don't deserve them. Today feels dark, as though the night is not ending. Maybe it would be best to just disappear. Wish someone could step inside for even a moment. They might understand us then. We are not bad, but we feel like it. Just keeps pushing and pushing. We often wonder if anyone is afraid of losing us as we are afraid to lose someone(s). Maybe it doesn't really matter. It feels we are already lost.