There is an unspoken misery of loneliness for me. I absolutely crave partnership. My friendships are a rich one’s fortune.
I see it everywhere online and in books or movies too, how your own loneliness is addicting or possibly nothing can be more satisfying? It’s held to this high degree of evolved mental space.
I’ve spit on myself for the lack of love from it. I’ve drowned in the afflictions of my own thoughts as to why I can’t stand being alone. Nobody talks about it and nobody writes about it. There is a pride in being alone, and shame in wanting company. How can there be anything wrong with wanting to be around others and finding comfort in it?
No, it does not mean I’m codependent on other peoples energy, but instead I’m filled up with personalities, love, and happiness.
Why would I choose loneliness over amity?
Why do I look down upon myself for craving all types of relationships?
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Rachel Jacobs
Welcome to The Chameleon Heart.......
@phantasma.philosophy ~ Instagram for my poetry.
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