During the last year of my drinking, I tried so hard to develop some real meaningful relationships. I pretended to be who I believed that others might find interesting, worthwhile and desirable. But I always awoke ashamed and alone, not remembering what happened. But I knew it wasn’t good.
When you’re surrounded by all these people, it can be lonelier than when you’re by yourself. You can be in a huge crowd, but if you don’t feel like you can trust anyone or talk to anybody, you feel like you’re really alone.
—Fiona Apple
No words can tell of the loneliness and despair I found in that bitter morass of self-pity.
— Page 8 Alcoholics Anonymous
