And everyday you tell yourself: "I feel great," because this makes you feel whole. People see and believe that you're doing fine--great, even.

But then at night, as you drive yourself home, brush your teeth, and lie in bed... alone...

You yearn for someone beside you. Your independence is a mask because as much as you long for someone, it's been a series of uninteresting people, misguided decisions, and hurtful misconnections.

But it's okay. You breathe in... breathe out... fall asleep... You'll wake up in the morning, everything is okay, and you tell yourself: "I feel great."