I know how it feels to hear something funny & not laugh & to have all the love in the world yet feel so alone. I know how it feels to have nowhere to go for comfort...& the people who should comfort you the most are the ones who you can't see; how it feels to act so much that you can barely tell where the real you begins & the fake you ends. To look in the mirror & not be able to fathom how anyone could ever love you. When you can’t love yourself, I know how it feels. I know what it’s like to have nowhere to go to escape yourself.