It's very frustrating. I told him the other day that my life is so lonely. I have no one that can understand me. I can't even be close to my family. How do you think that makes me feel. To know that I'm a bother to everyone. I have no safe place to fall. Where i'm accepted for who I am. I would rather be in pain and have love than be tortured mentally. I always wonder what I did wrong. I always tried to be a good person. I still do but this disease has made me selfish. I hate what it's done to me.