https://dear-diaries.blog/2026/10/17/the-truth-is-i-dont-know-who-anyone-is-or-was-and-ill-never-figure-it-out-through-watching-movies-or-playing-charades-the-only-way-i-can-speak-your-language-is-if-you-let-me-talk-to/Dear diary + Helpen2026-10-17T22:07:40+00:00The truth is I don’t know who anyone is or was and I’ll never figure it out through watching movies or playing charades. The only way I can speak your language is if you let me talk to people directly. I know that will never happen so here we are. Every day I will live with the uncertainty. Every day I will pray for peace. At least there is not some massive storm surging through my veins anymore. It is more like a slow trickle of dull rain. Gray. Consistent. The same. Not a lot of colors. Not sure which is worse (the storm or the drip) but at least I am not dying inside anymore. Not dying yet. You say we are all here for a purpose. I used to believe that. I hope you are right.