This is absolutely, positively not me whining. This is me simply acknowledging that, by and large, I’m alone in the world. That is the simple fact and it’s OK. I have to be, to live my life no matter how many people are watching. I’m here. And I do matter. I’ve let myself become crippled by fear, a lot of which is fear of how people perceive me or judge me. I can’t do it like this anymore, it doesn’t work and I’m wasting whatever time I have left and I’m just too damned old for that. I choose to live. I’m listening.