This place seems pretty active and honest today. No surprise there, I suppose. The bigger holidays tend to amplify any loneliness we're feeling.

I'm no different. I stayed in bed until noon today. I don't remember the last time I did that. And I'd probably have stayed longer if not for the fact a kind message from a good friend finally put my sadness over the edge (like one last drop of water breaking the surface tension of cup that's beyond full) and I started crying. It wasn't long, just about 30 seconds of bawling but it felt good to get out. Cathartic. And then I was ready to start my Christmas day.

I am grateful that this subreddit exists. And I want to thank all the real people that come here with honest intentions. Whether you post or respond or just lurk. Whether we've exchanged words or never spoken. Whether you want sex or love or anything in between. I appreciate you and why you are here.

Human connection. That's all we want. And it can come in many forms while being as short or long as we need.

These type of subreddits are beautiful in concept- though perhaps not always in reality. But the idea that I can put my thoughts and feelings and desires and pain and horniness and honesty out there and instantaneously anyone in the world can find and read these words... well that's just romantic as all hell. It's a message in the bottle thrown in the ocean, except it's there to be found by absolutely anyone who cares to look within this sea of humanity at any given time.

So thank you again, 30plus. I do hope you are doing okay today. I promise you this place can be worth a damn if you put yourself out there. Case in point- that good friend I mentioned earlier? She's one of a few good friends I've been fortunate to make here this year.

Cheers.