I don't know if everyone experiences this and they just don't talk about it, but when I look at a person and talk to them, I am overwhelmed by grief for the pain in their souls. Take Alice for example, she is devastated because she's had a string of boyfriends- she's only 17- and none of them have wanted to stick around. So she's wondering what's wrong with her to make them all leave. Meanwhile, all her friends are "dating". They all seem happy. Thing is, they all feel the same way. Their looking at her thinking, boy is she lucky, 'cause all they can think is "when's this guy gonna leave me too?" And they are trying to find a way to make him stay, but they've already given him everything they have, so then maybe they use guilt and manipulation, and they are desperately unhappy but at least they're not single. Because two is better than one. Now Buddy over here's girlfriend is going crazy, and he doesn't know why, and the itch to leave is killing him, but he doesn't want to be like his dad. See his dad left too, and he wants to be different, but he doesn't know why his girl's acting like this, and there's another girl throwing herself at him, 'cause she's jealous of what that girl seems to have and she thinks he deserves better. She could be better for him, if only she could get his attention... I see all this pain when I look at Alice, and others, and just want to cry, and hug her and tell her she's worth more and there is more to life. And I want so, so badly to be right about that.