Before I got into drugs people were always quick to approach me. They always saw me as someone to talk to, someone that will comfort them in times of distress. A few years ago I met a man out of the blue, and he practically spilled his heart to me. He shared how he lost his mom and really missed her, and was desperate for someone to confide in. I asked him what drew him to me, and he said something along the lines of how he could see and feel that I was someone he could talk to. I got this from a lot of people. Strangers hurting who came to me for comfort..for a friend.

Nowadays no one perceives me in such a way. People avoid me..and I avoid them. I used to love meeting people and being there for the suffering souls, even if I myself was suffering.

What changed??