Hi there,
I mean really alone, not just feeling lonely with people around?
I have at several stages of my life. Firstly right after school I hitch hiked around Australia by myself and thus spent many hours all alone, waiting for a ride. Just sitting, thinking and wondering where I'b be that night. Not once was it the same place I was hitching from so the being alone was broken daily by others who picked me up.
It was a great feeling, a feeling of total freedom, like I could have liked where I was and decided not to hitch that day and spent the day with my own thoughts etc. I felt totally secure and hitch hiking in the 70's in Ausatralia was safe. Not like today where loonies abound world wide. These days I won't even pick up a hitch hiker myself.
And then, while I was married and a few months after I was often alone but desperate for company as I felt afraid. Loss of freedom equals loss of secutity.
After I recovered from that period though I began to look forward to being alone and loved it as I could do whatever I wanted with no obligation to others. I was still very social though so I didn't do that often.
In the last twenty years though I have come to love the time I spend alone, which can be any time, usually later at night as, again, I am totally free. When my partner and daughter travel interstate to visit, I am alone for about 2 weeks and I do look forward to that. Just doing what I want, when I want, no big things and mainly involving individual thought and writing.
But it's the greatest thing to enjoy being alone and loving it, finding time to do those things I love. Listening to my music collection, LOUD, writing my books, thinking my thoughts and watching the sport and movies I really want to.
This is the direct opposite to how I felt when married when I could feel totally alone, and frightened, in a crowd. That was all about my ex wife's jealousy, paranoia and abuse. Without her I was happy. I never knew what might make her react badly you see. An innocent lunch was a major trauma to her. But I was loyal to my kids and those dumb marriage vows.
Learn to like yourself so much that being alone is a thrill, not something to fear.
I mean really alone, not just feeling lonely with people around?
I have at several stages of my life. Firstly right after school I hitch hiked around Australia by myself and thus spent many hours all alone, waiting for a ride. Just sitting, thinking and wondering where I'b be that night. Not once was it the same place I was hitching from so the being alone was broken daily by others who picked me up.
It was a great feeling, a feeling of total freedom, like I could have liked where I was and decided not to hitch that day and spent the day with my own thoughts etc. I felt totally secure and hitch hiking in the 70's in Ausatralia was safe. Not like today where loonies abound world wide. These days I won't even pick up a hitch hiker myself.
And then, while I was married and a few months after I was often alone but desperate for company as I felt afraid. Loss of freedom equals loss of secutity.
After I recovered from that period though I began to look forward to being alone and loved it as I could do whatever I wanted with no obligation to others. I was still very social though so I didn't do that often.
In the last twenty years though I have come to love the time I spend alone, which can be any time, usually later at night as, again, I am totally free. When my partner and daughter travel interstate to visit, I am alone for about 2 weeks and I do look forward to that. Just doing what I want, when I want, no big things and mainly involving individual thought and writing.
But it's the greatest thing to enjoy being alone and loving it, finding time to do those things I love. Listening to my music collection, LOUD, writing my books, thinking my thoughts and watching the sport and movies I really want to.
This is the direct opposite to how I felt when married when I could feel totally alone, and frightened, in a crowd. That was all about my ex wife's jealousy, paranoia and abuse. Without her I was happy. I never knew what might make her react badly you see. An innocent lunch was a major trauma to her. But I was loyal to my kids and those dumb marriage vows.
Learn to like yourself so much that being alone is a thrill, not something to fear.
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