L-O-N-E-S-O-M-E
The feeling that secretly crawls under my skin and crushes the heart under my chest
How many times a day do you feel that you’re totally alone? Don’t have anyone that really matters or anyone who truly cares?
We all die alone eventually, but does that mean we have to live alone as well?
Sometimes I think to myself that I indeed chose this. If this isn’t the life I wanted, I have no one to blame but me. But I did choose this. I do want this. It’s not that I didn’t expect it would be this hard. I just didn’t expect I would cry this much.
Indeed, I don’t particularly like being around people. Most of the time I spent losing in my own train of thought. I’m not exceptionally good at human interaction and to top it all of, I’ve been an introvert my whole life.
These days just felt very much more different than usual.
The more I get to know myself, the more lonely I’ve become. I’m fully aware of it as a result of my own choosing. In terms of how I spend my days and the thoughts of what’s to come in the future.
But I’m missing something. Something I haven’t thought and considered before.
No one spreads the news that growing up has a huge consequence. A disadvantage for that matter. No one has…
