Went to a wedding yesterday. It was the daughter of my best friend (once my girlfriend) who got married. The church ceremony wasn't bad, but it was at the reception hall that the depression kicked in. Just seeing all those happy couples out on the dance floor, the slide show of their childhoods and pictures of them together, plus the choice of wedding song, First Time Ever I Saw Your Face -- it was like romance was wrapped in charcoal and shoved down my throat to induce vomiting. It's my sour view as I'm seeing people indulge in something I'll never have - true, romantic, sexual, spiritual human connection. I hate god.