I think this is perhaps the saddest thing in my life: that I have become so removed from the day-to-day life of all of my friends and family due to the constant moving and social isolation I've experienced since I got married that, were I to drop dead tomorrow, nobody's life would really be affected at all.

Except that of my son and husband, of course. But that's usually what happens when your live-in maid and nanny quit working all of a sudden.

God doesn't actually love me, does He. Because I have to wonder why He's perfectly fine with me being this way.