This unhealthy and horrible state of existing is "my best." In my best moments I am like a car, stripped for all of it's parts, that has somehow developed consciousness only to discover that it is nothing, but a frame. Completely stripped of the things that make a human being a human. The greatest and healthiest aspects of human existence such as love, relationships, and comfort were stripped away.

I too, at least in spirit, could have written this - Though you wrote it better than I likely would've. I was thinking similar things today -Along with the fact that for me it's such an achingly lonely existence to be stripped of everything...

To look at yourself realistically, then look at others, and back to yourself - And to see and know with clarity that you don't have (never had, and probably never will have) a single thing that makes being human feel human...

Yes, I've been thinking of all this. Thank you for courageously saying it with eloquence... Others offered and I will as well: my mailbox is always open.