I dread when someone says hi to me. The pain of being a person floods me. I want to isolate but never be truly alone is an odd contradiction.

Helping others has been said over and over again is a key to a good life but it's not the thing that motivates me. I am bi
burdened by other people's needs. I especially don't want help from other people. People are complicated and I feel like I'm mimmicking being a person than being genuine.

I feel like I wasnt made for this world. A failed permutation of DNA in life.