Welcome… I’m the club’s Vice-President. Be sure to get your membership ID and free t-shirt.
Also, remember, there’s no sulking about in your room with all the lights out feeling sorry for yourself between the hours of 4PM and 6PM.
Be sure to sign up for our “Your Oblivious Friends” support group who will make sure you recieve absolutely no comfort or consolation.
We’re having a bake sale on Tuesday if you’d like to help out. It’s to raise money so that we can buy more porn, and keep ourselves in that ever vicious cycle of self-love and self-loathing. Remember, only SSRIs are to be baked into the brownies.
Lee, I’m sorry you’re going through a rough time. Loneliness is probably one of the worst feelings in world, and I hate that so many people (myself included) seem to be suffering from it right now.
I wish I could give you some sort of strength or words of wisdom or magical potion or something to help you. If you need someone to talk to, my e-mail’s in my profile – and I’ll try not to spew out lots of empty platitudes like “Just give it time” or “This just builds character” – I for one am tired of hearing variations on that theme for the past week. OK, I lied, I’m going to give you one cliche, but only because it’s true: Even though it may not seem like it, there are people who care about you. Sometimes they may be oblivious to what’s going on and sometimes we might feel like their caring does more harm than good, but the fact remains that they’re out there. There are people who love you, I’m sure of it; you just can’t forget that.
Big hug, Lee. I’m there too. I got turned down for a non-commital friendly fuck last week because I’m “too nice”, whatever that means. Then I get the line about I’m so good-looking, intelligent, bla bla bla that I’ll “find someone special”.
I’m learning linux & network security from my new roommate to keep my mind off the whole love/sex thing. Sometimes it works. I’m lucky enough to live near some beautiful wilderness where I can hike with my dog, get some spirituality. That always helps. I don’t know if that’s what you want to hear or not, but it’s what I do to get through this shit.
So, you’re definitely not alone. I’d hook you up with my sister but she’s a total loser ;). We’ll get through this.
Just about the only thing I can do for your, my good friend, as I’m way too-freaking-far away to do much else.
You’ll find someone to share your life if you’re meant to. I’ve basically given up on that quest, but you shouldn’t. Someone with your charm, wit and all-round cool/awesome personality and outlook on life will find someone, I’m sure.
I hope someone can give you an actual hug for me.
Aaargh! Distance is such a pain!
{{{Lee}}} Just one more lonely poet checking in. It sometimes seems like it would be so easy if I could just give it all up and become like the women I see in bars, laughing, talking of nothing, like dolls in boxes, instead of being short, dark haired, and outspoken. I can’t shed my wings, though. Not for that price. Instead, we reach out through tenous bonds of wire and satellite.
Last winter, I came to this board frustrated and alone. The next thing I knew I found myself in a community. I’m here, my e-mail address is in my profile, and I’m not the only one.
Or, as a military-fiction writer friend of mine might put it, “It’s ok. I’ve got your six.”
Lee, I can’t say anything except that I know what you mean. I think I’ve been invited to way too many weddings lately, and it’s just exacerbated the feeling. Not having an automatic partner to dance with, or even just to communicate everything to, is a downer sometimes. But maybe that’s just me.
Something that helps is to spend time with my friends, but then some of them are in relationships, so that might not help as much as it does. Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy fro their relationships and all, but it would be nice to have one of my own. Or at least to have a close friend to share a lot with. and you don’t have to worry about what they really think.
Enough of my ramblings about loneliness. Hang in there, and come to us if you need to vent or something. (that was well-written, by the way) You know where to find me if you need to talk or something, okay?
Very nicely written, Lee. I too am having problems with loneliness and worse, depression. I am currently trying to work my way out of it, but it seems you have found an outlet of sorts for yours by writing this beautiful poem.
I too offer a handshake, a pat on the back (don’t know you well enough for a hug yet!:D) and my e-mail address. By virtue of my job (I work nights) Iwill answer you should you decide to write.
Wind the clock back about 12-15 years and the sentiments in the OP would have been mine exactly.
“Oh it’s easy for you lot to tell me to cheer up, you’ve all got what I want”, I would often say.
Trouble is that they were right; I was miserable because I was lonely, but I was lonely because people don’t generally hang around with miserable types.
It is the bloody hardest thing in the world to do, but (well, it worked in my case, anyway) locking away those miserable thoughts from public view and determinedly seeking things to be happy about made all the difference.
I’m not trying to suggest that I am now a stunningly attractive person, but there is something about the introspective misery of loneliness that makes you seem less attractive (to frineds and potential partners).
Crap advice, but if you can, try to smile a bit more, immerse yourself in things that might make you happy (for me it was amateur dramatics/comedy) nobody can see you until you climb out of the hole.
I should add, in case anyone is worried that those miserable thoughts that I locked away simply shrivelled up and disappeared after the situation changed.
