Dealing With Loneliness

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In my twenty-three years alive I've only one true friend, whom I've not had contact with in four years. I've finally come to accept that besides him I am my only friend ever, and this is not a bad thing.

However the pangs of loneliness still strike every so often.

I sometimes get through this by writing verses of pain in my many journals. I sometimes get through by listening to sad songs.

How do any of you get through these times?

By remembering that the world is so very beautiful, and even friend's can't compare with it. Every day is a wonderful day to be alive, and every bit of pain you feel is the price you pay. You should pay it gladly.

at times when im lonely, i try and think of the positive side of life, and think to myself its all going to be ok.

Cat. You need a cat.

Yes, my cats, my mother, and school keep me from getting lonely. And of course my online friends.

When I'm lonely and don't have any work to do,I'll play music, grab a book or go on the Internet. Good thing I have lots of hobbies.

These experiences are very common for me too. I am usually lonely, but I have some friends who can share my pain. They are genuine.

To deal with loneliness, just follow your interests and do things you like to distract yourself. This is hard if you're depressed and don't care about anything, but it's a big world and there are a lot of different things to occupy your time. Remember that without the distraction of other people, you have time to work on your own skills; Aspies are very good at this.

I've had trouble following my own advice, since I suffer from depression and go through periods where I can't motivate myself to do anything, but the periods of your life where you are alone can be a blessing in disguise. You just have to recognize it, and develop your own strengths.

Lonely. I don't recall ever being lonely. Alone, yes. Lonely, no.

I've never had many friends, and those that I called friends seem to be no longer so. I just broke with a best friend of 15 years. We were more girlfriends than male/female friends. (Transgenderism has its advantages.)

She did something that was completely inappropriate, blamed me, demanded to talk, and then refused to do so. She had a history of lying, among other things, and I finally broke our friendship.

Maybe the friendship was so unhealthy that there was nothing to regret. I find myself analyzing the situation, but feeling little if anything about it. I should experience the feeling of loss, but I don't.

Yes I'm alone. I've been this way all of these years. It would be nice to have someone grok what's inside me, but I don't expect it will ever happen. So be it. No big deal.