The Unburdening Alone again.  No words to cut the deafening silence.  Nothing.  Week upon week of seclusion.  Emptiness.  I am unacknowledged, invisible, non-existent. Worlds apart.  No common ground.  Missed understanding.  Discomfort, distrust and disillusionment.  To continue is agony.  But, this is what we know. I live and breathe and think.  Wishful thoughts.  Tormenting...