I joined the community theatre in town last summer so I could make friends. I talk to people but I haven't made any friends. This evening there will be a spring party and I'm not going. The only thing I will do is stand around feeding my fat face while I watch the other people having a good time. Everyone is so close knit and I can't seem to break into the circle. People are nice to me but I can't make a connection with anyone. I'm thinking about quitting at the end of the current play. I'm miserable. I want to make friends but I have nothing to offer at the moment. I don't have a job, live with my grandparents, am in debt beyond my comprehension. Why would anyone find me interesting? Hate being alone. Hate being me!
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