I used to have a social life, once upon a time, but it was limited to a small, select group of disaffected outsiders, so we had our alienation in common. With or without it, I managed to have a relationship from time to time, as my job still threw me into social situations in the workplace, but since my last divorce and retirement, I've pretty much been in total solitary isolation for more than six years now and I must admit, its starting to get to me. I can't remember the last time loneliness manifested itself as such a visceral, physical ache. I mean, I've been lonely and depressed before, I'm familiar with that emotional emptiness and longing, but this is much worse. I often go days and weeks now without seeing or talking to a live human being. My only interactions with people are the exchange of money when I go grocery shopping or pay rent. And as if that weren't enough, I now have neighbors with no respect for the human dignity of others. They blast godawful noise throughout the wee hours and become defensive and hostile when confronted about it, so I'm living in a 24/7 anxiety attack, trapped in my home. I don't know if I've so much given up on a social life, as I am simply despairing of life itself. There seems no escape from the torture and no one even to share the misery with. How's that for an Eeyore rant?
Hello again, Planeteers. I forgot my old password and changed email addresses some time ago, so I had to create a new profile. Sue me.
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"I don't mean to sound bitter, cynical or cruel - but I am, so that's how it comes out." - Bill Hicks