I feel like I am searching for something but I don't know what it is and just feeling completely incomplete. I break down all the time because I just don't feel right. I am unhappy...but I have a happy facade. Nobody knows how I feel and I don't know how to explain it so that they would understand. So I continue to search. I continue to starve. I guess it has an essence of hope because I haven't given up...but it is a terribly lonely place to be and it is excrutiatingly agonizing.