Entry 3
Dear Diary,
The days blur together in a haze, and a cloud of loneliness settles. The once bustling campus now feels like an empty labyrinth, devoid of the comrades I had hoped to find. The initial excitement and eager conversations have given way to a haunting silence that echoes through the halls.
I see small groups of students huddled together, their laughter echoing like a melody. They form study groups, engaging in discussions, exchanging knowledge, and building connections that seem to be beyond my grasp. They find solace in each other's company, forming bonds that bridge the gap between their aspirations and the overwhelming challenges they face.
I watch from a distance, an observer on the fringes of this social tapestry. The walls around me grow taller, isolating me from the warmth of human connection. It feels as if I am trapped within an invisible bubble, unable to penetrate the barrier that separates me from my peers.
I long for meaningful interactions, for friendships that would ease the burden of this arduous journey. But striking up conversations becomes an insurmountable task, hindered by the fear of judgment and the nagging voice of self-doubt. I wonder if I am not interesting enough, not likable enough, to be a part of their circles.
In the cafeteria, I sit alone at a table amidst a sea of animated conversations and shared laughter. The sound of their voices blends into an buzz, a reminder of the connection I want but cannot find. The empty seat beside me becomes a symbol of my isolation, a representation of the void that has grown within.
I want to have friends, for the understanding and support of spirits who share the same struggles, but the walls of isolation seem impenetrable.
However,great people were also left alone,Einstein,Elelyn Glennie and many others were alone,hopefully it gets better though...
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