I just know, that despite how I treat others well, and all my friends with love, even when they are bawling their eyes out over something stupid, and actually wasting my time going over something stupid and transient, talking abt the same thing over and over again, I just know that sometimes, they can't directly tell me that they are happy for me, for my situation. That they say that 3 syllable acronym like I am an alien, like I am so different. Say it. USP. That, they think I'm too beyond them, so different. That besides just being coincidentally there, just because I happened to be, and because I always unconditionally love some people like that, they they can't do the same for me. Because they are too wallowed up in self-pity and lost in the world that they are in, that they think that I am too self-absorbed. That when I strive to make the needs of those who really need it better, that's when my efforts are lost. That's the time when you ask yourself why you were so dilligent and made something nice for a lost cause. That even if you went away for a semester without telling them, these people wouldn't ask. Because they wouldn't notice. Because your online presence is there and that extent of existence is just enough.