I hear what you are saying, although I have tried bringing many people with me, shielding them as best I could, but have them in my life. So many dropped off along the way. Became too busy, changed interests, feigned other things, but my intuition tells me clearly that when my moods get overwhelming and I retreat into my shell sometimes people actually do not understand. Despite saying otherwise.

I get it now, mostly. I never used to. Life feels better lived with less anger than with more. Perhaps the person who needed to stop looking at those old corpses the most was me all along.

And the ones that are still with me, well they are cherished more than they will ever know.