Because today is Cheer Up the Lonely Day, our Sunday Scribblings prompt for this week is Lonely. If you decide to write a post based on this week’s prompt, be sure to go back here and share your link so everyone can see how you interpreted things! Here’s what I did with it…
I often think I should feel more lonely than I actually do.
I’m alone, sure… a lot of the time. And I like it that way… for the most part. That’s part of the introvert gig, you know? Enjoying that alone time. Having that sense of feeling recharged by being away from people for a while.
And maybe I don’t think about being lonely too much of the time because I spend so much of my time with others. They’re not friends. They’re not family. They’re clients. They’re the people I see every day because it’s part of my job. But these are not the healthy adult relationships that one should likely have in order to have a social outlet from time to time. These are not people in whom I can confide. These are not people with whom I can go out and have a swell time.
I’ll admit, I don’t have any friends. I mean… I don’t have any friends around here. Since moving back to Roanoke, I haven’t really had any opportunities to meet new people or form new relationships. All the people I was close with in Blacksburg are all in Blacksburg. No, that’s not far away, but I never hear from them. They never hear from me. It’s just how it is. I do have those lifelong friendships with a handful of guys from college and we keep in regular contact. Almost daily thanks to Marco Polo. But when it comes to someone local I can just go and hang out with? Not so much.
I can blame the pandemic, right? I mean, 2020 made it hard for lots of people to interact with others. But, in my case, was it a hindrance to my social growth? Or was it a convenient excuse to crawl back into my shell?
I don’t feel lonely. That’s probably hard for a lot of people to believe. I’m sure there are a lot of people who would look at where I am in my life and consider it a very lonely existence. And maybe if they were in my shoes, they would experience it differently. But loneliness just isn’t a feeling that I feel very often. Seldom… if ever.
Maybe it’s because I never dwell on it. I don’t allow myself to get consumed with thoughts of being alone so much of the time. I’m single and don’t date, a process I gave up on years ago. So I’ve sort of accepted life as a bachelor. Again, that just makes me okay with it all. And when I’m comfortable with who I am and with being alone, it’s kind of hard to feel lonely in all that.
Does that mean I never feel lonely? Of course not. But those are the rare occasions when I reach out to someone. I make a phone call. I record a video for the guys on Marco Polo. I Facetime my sister. Actually… she Facetimes me. I hate Facetime. It just always catches me off guard.
I figure, eventually, I’ll evolve into that old man who yells at kids to stay off my lawn. Until one kid decides to sneak up to my porch and ring the doorbell and then it’ll turn into some kind of Up situation.
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