The problem of the other (or, I don't really know what this is going to be about)

Relationships. Every freakin aspect of a human life is ruled by a series of relationships between them. Even if that relationship is just to say hello to the person at the counterdesk in a store or something, it's enough to make this affirmation: we have to leave with the "other". The one who looks at us, trying to figure out what is inside our looks and our thoughts.  We became that other, but we do not realize it. So, the majority of the people moves through they relationships with caution, with some fear, trying to protect theirselves or, better said, each "self". Maybe all relations just are a way of looking out for ourselves when we don't want to be alone. I really want to write something different. but things feel this way right now.