Over the last 9 years I have been to hell and back. I am 24 now and I have worked on myself, gave myself the care I deserved, made really amazing friends, became quite outgoing and I am a chatterbox now. Regardless of my battles, there is a massive disconnect. I am absolutely unable to relate to anyone and I feel like nobody has ever connected with me either. This disconnect is what keeps pushing me to the edge, the loneliness that follows this disconnect has got to be the worst one. I never could wade through this. I am still trying but it's bad and I keep seeing myself take the exit door. It's gotten to a point where I'm actually planning things consciously at times because I don't know what to do anymore and it's completely breaking my heart.