Its lonely and cold in my soul, as people did whatever they could to ensare me into being the favorable version for them. Stretched apart, and when I finally speak I'm met with vitrole. I state the meta behind it all, and irony of how finally creating boundaries and their reactions being hateful, is so ... upside down... I feel I couldn't make up what my life has been like, and people still expect more. What made someone learn that screaming at someone enough would help? What made my brother into a covert narcissist? What turned my mom into someone that completely lacked empathy? Why did my best friend grow jealous of me? All I have is the natural spirit to keep going, and maybe that pissed him off. He chased everything society told him would make him happy or look like he made it in life, but he was never once as joyous as I was over the way I found so much magic in life. Now that they recognize they've sapped it from me, they won't talk anymore. Friends. Family. Just silence.