neisha - I don’t know what it feels like, really, I suppose. Coincidentally, many of my friends are from multiple children families and I’ve heard them describe it.
I’ll try again: I have spent much time alone…I moved to an unknown city, in an unknown first job out of high school…didn’t know anyone but still went roller blading at the local arena (Kytheria - do you remember the double rink downtown 1/2 ice, half roller blading?); used to go to the local pub with a new mag or newspaper, have a pint and dinner without thinking I was strange for going out by myself (only strange because, when I tell people, they think it’s odd); and keeping in mind that that was a long time ago and the city was a lot safer then; could read for hours, etc. I was never bored or what most describe as “lonely”. I lived on my own until I was 37 when I got married.
Now, I am married to a man who spends lots of time at home and at times, I could scream to have some space to myself (it’s a very small house and there’s really no where to go to be “alone”). In the summer, I spend a lot of time in the back yard.
I’m not sure I ever should have got married - not because I don’t love my husband but because being in the presence of people constantly gets on my nerves. Actually, my husband mentioned that after about a year of marriage, that he felt perhaps I thought it wasn’t everything I thought it was. That may be true at times, still.
I don’t “miss” the absence of other people…with the single exception of my mom whom I miss so much it hurts. But when other people aren’t around, I don’t particularly miss them or their absence.
I know this sounds kind of strange but I’m desparately trying to answer your questions while attempting to make sense.
On the other hand, I have friends who can’t stay alone for more than an hour without going crazy. They simply need to talk or be around people all the time.
Does any of this make any more sense, neisha?