How can there be so many people in this world and I feel so alone?

I live in Alabama. All my friends have been fortunate enough to move away from here. It is a horrible place. I call it a karmic prison because for me it is. It has sapped my soul. I wonder what I have done to have been born here in such a hellish place. I can understand loneliness, suffering and misery because those are constant companions for me in Alabama. Unless I get out (either through death or flee to another state), I understand your loneliness and wish you peace. I don't wish this horror that is my existence on anyone, ever.

Because you don't go outside maybe?

Cuz you're pathetic?

Not sure. I do too.