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Oh, no!!! I’ve been away for the weekend and I just came home. I didn’t have internet access where I was and I found myself missing you. I missed you, guys, I really did! I couldn’t wait to get home and see what’s new with my new friends here (is it too much to call you that?) and this is the first post that appeared on my screen. I don’t know what happened, I’ll read everything I find to understand, but I’m so, so sorry! I also understand you and feel with you. You are a sensitive man, it clearly seeps through your writing. I did the same with my social life. I severed ties with the outside world, even though I’m a people person. I found a loop in the system (or the loop found me) that allows for people to come to me — those who really want to come to me or need me, and I can do a selection of sorts — and I’ve been doing that for a couple of years. It was the only option I was left to deal with things and I think I’m starting to heal. It’s not the ideal way and some frown upon it, but they’re not me and I can’t be like them, and I can’t change. I tried, but I can’t. I hope this isolation will allow me to recharge for the next round — I intend to be around for the next 40 years or so. One first step toward that was this forum, where, out of the blue, I found you and Jaden and the people I like and connect with here. So I know exactly how and what you feel and you have to do what’s best for you and for those you can really help, but I’m so, so, so sorry.

I’ll miss you.

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