I read Deborah's recent blog post and I must say I was surprised by her revelation.
But it also reminds me of the sad truth we face: we live in loneliness.
We surround ourselves with friends and loved ones, but in the end if we still remain alone it kind of defeats the purpose. It's like an irony - you have so many friends but yet you remain in solitude. It contradicts your outward looks.
But hey, who really knows the real you?
Is there a cure to this?
