"Today I have felt particularly alone. I have spent much of the day reading and writing in my journal, but still I cannot escape this feeling of isolation. Sometimes I wonder if I will ever find someone who truly understands me, someone who can see past my exterior and connect with me on an emotional level.
I have been thinking a lot about my childhood lately, about the things that affected me deeply and how they shaped me as a person. Sometimes I feel like I am still fighting the ghosts of my past, still trying to find my place in the world. But I also know that I have a gift, a passion for writing that fills me with joy and purpose. Perhaps it is through my writing that I will finally find the connection I am searching for.
I am grateful for my journal, for this safe space where I can explore my deepest thoughts and find the clarity I need to move forward. I hope that someday I can share my words with the world and find a community of people who are equally inspired and connected by them."
Excerpt from Sylvia Plath's diary.