alone

The worst kind of alone is when you thought you weren't.

Because at least when you know you're alone, you have a realistic idea of the situation and can plan accordingly.  You feel terrible, but at least you know your limits.

But when you think you have friends, but you really don't, you still have hope.  You call out for help, but no one comes.  You think a rescue is on the way...but it's not.  You just sit there--pathetic, helpless, and alone.  Alone, abandoned, and clinging to a false hope. 

And that's the worst kind.