I Am Lonely

I feel like the loneliest and most isolated person in the world. And yet, whenever the few friends I have left try to make plans with me, I bat them away with fake illness or just don't turn up at all, simply because I don't have the guts to tell them I just cannot muster the energy or will to get out of bed in the mornings.

I have seen my list of good friends plummet to a number I could count on one hand (and still have fingers spare to bite down on in exasperation) in the space of three years.

I am my own worst enemy.