This is an anonymous story collected from the public as part of the Human Archive Project

I have experienced loneliness. I have felt isolated in the past. Not due to any fault of mine or others, nor due to an unwillingness to communicate, but simply a miscommunication or misunderstanding A feeling of not being understood. A hopelessness. That feeling as if speaking a foreign language or screaming and no one really understands what you are saying. They nod and smile but there is no real comprehension of what you are saying. That feeling can be terrifying and enormously frustrating. It leads to a conclusion of 'why bother' and eventually defeat. Thankfully I have come to terms with this feeling and have learned that through being as honest with your own mind as you possibly can be, others will follow suit and begin to understand.