I wake up every morning with a small burning glimmer of hope, that maybe, just maybe today will be better. I've been single for 13 years at this point, tried every dating app on and off over the course of this time. Dealt with constant rejection, unnecessary comments, being put down, used and abused through it all and go to bed every night hollow, broken and deflated, thinking what's the point. It's clearly me that's the problem, I've worked on myself inside and out and yet it's not good enough for anyone, not even myself. I have to accept the fact that I'm the type of guy that has to suffer through this world alone and no amount of hard work on my part will change that...yet...every morning I wake up with that glimmer of hope, a light that causes suffering, a candle slowly burning out admist of world of darkness