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I chose the bear because of the face he/she is making.

While I was on vacation, out on the busy streets of this little beach town in Italy at sundown, I realised, consciously and suddenly, that I'm not well, and I haven't been for years. Among other stuff, I saw all those happy couples, enjoying the games and the music, while I was torturing myself, wishing I had what they have, not being able to enjoy my surroundings because of it.

I realised I have gotten really bad at making friends, let alone build relationships. There was one human being suppporting me through it, but now that's gone and done too. I'm feeling more alone than never, and I'm just concentrating on work to keep my mind off things.

Now that I'm back home, I'm not sure how to go about looking for a therapist, or what to talk about, and I'm scared of looking up anything related to this topic online, because if I search it, then it becomes real, and it scares me. But I know I need it.

If you read all of this, thank you for your time. If not, thank you for passing by.