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I am very restless. Everything I love about my life is gone. The freedom from living on my own, my friends, a job I liked, the chance to do or buy things I enjoyed. Even my computer is shut down. I miss... I'm not sure what I miss. I'm not sure what I'm looking for. Other than a new job. Because I really, really hate the one I have now. But there are...circumstances that I'm afraid will interfere with a job change. Both are the results of some incredibly stupid acts. Things no one has any idea about. And I don't even have any one to tell them to anymore. I can't see how it could be my fault, but it's such a strong repeating pattern that I'm afraid I'm just being arrogant. Everyone's just...gone. It's like I am nothing but a supporting character, base camp when you're climbing a mountain. You start here, with me, and you come back when you need something, but I'm niether the point nor goal nor something to look forward to. It's lik