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"The real loneliness is living among all these kind people who only ask one to pretend." - Madame Olenska

I thought my intolerance to people had long reached its limits but I've been wrong for each day it goes deeper and deeper - so deep that not only I am at a loss for words but I see no point whatsoever to talk about it, let alone talk about it with someone else.

I might have passed the point of no return because I see no reason to want to go back - go back to understand them, to feel sorry for them, to forgive them. Everyone deserves a second chance but it feels like I have given hundreds of chances already. I'm done with pretending.