Feeling Alone Even When People Say They Care - As-Salaam-Alaikum

As-Salaam-Alaikum. Maybe this sounds bitter - okay, it is - but I need to be honest. Everyone talks about mental health and says, “I’m here for you,” “let’s de-stigmatize,” and all that. But it feels empty. Too often the response is the same blanket line: “Read the Qur’an and have faith.” That’s fine advice, and I believe in it, but what if I’ve already been holding on to my faith this whole time? What I’m aching for is a real human response - not a rehearsed phrase or quick fix. Of course I know Allah loves me and wants good for me. That’s central and true. But do you, as another person, want me around? When someone has felt alone or like an outcast for years, it matters to hear another human say, “You are not a burden. I see you. I’m with you.” Islamic reminders helped at the beginning, yet now they often feel like a dodge rather than the specific, warm reassurance I need. I’m not rejecting those sincere words - Astarghfirullah, I don’t mean that - I just need someone to tell me I matter. I’m human. I’m needy sometimes, even if I don’t choose to be. I need reassurance from people: Am I a burden to you? Am I a burden to anyone? I know some will say my Iman must be low, and believe me I’ve tried so hard. Today I realized something painful: maybe people can’t really help, maybe they don’t want to. The world is chaotic, and who has the time or energy to truly care about someone’s mental struggles, even family or friends? Even counselors feel distant. What I want isn’t a verse quoted at me - I’ve been praying - it’s a human heart saying, “I want you for you. I accept you as you are.” That simple, honest acceptance. That’s all.