Interesting article in the Guardian talking about being alone, loneliness, the damage it does to your soul. It made me think, it intrigued me, and one sentence in the last paragraph took me back, not just when I was little, but to many points throughout my life.
“Of all the fantasies human beings entertain, the idea that we can go it alone is the most absurd and perhaps the most dangerous.”
I’ve talked before about expecting people to leave, not if, but when. I’ve also told myself I don’t need anyone, I’m a survivor. My self-preservation survival mode. I also know it is incorrect, while also knowing it is a fairly typical scenario, when you quit your job, your friends from work start to drift away, when you get sick, they are there in the beginning but over time, they too drift away, and I’ve let them, haven’t fought to keep up the relationship either.
I know myself pretty well by now and I do need people in my life, not many, but a few solid have your back relationships are mandatory for my well-being. Nevertheless, I still do not expect people to stay, that’s the first lesson I learned in life, and few have proven me wrong.
What do you think of the article?