Numerous times I have read articles (can’t find a cite now) stating that, among other things, having lots of friends and socializing in groups is a strong factor in prolonging life and being healthy.
I know full well that I’m an exception to this rule, and wonder how many others are too. I am not antisocial, I enjoy conversations with intelligent people that are not boring and mundane, but I really hate mobs. To me, any gathering of more than six people constitutes a mob, as it becomes difficult to have one conversation. It just becomes a jabberfest.
I have had a few close friends over the years, but most have died off, and I have no desire whatsoever to cultivate new ones. I am perfectly happy to be with my wife, but she forever wants to drag me off to dinner parties and cocktail parties (ugh!) or cookouts or whatever, insisting it is not healthy for me to be alone so much. I enjoy hiking and climbing mountains with my acquaintances, but am also just as happy to go off alone for a day or more. To me being alone is not the same as being lonesome. In fact, don’t think have ever been lonesome or lonely.
I’ve always been this way. It may be a result of the fact that after my father left me with my mother, in the 15 years between the ages of three and 18 when went into the army, we lived in 32 different places. I was always the new kid on the block. Lived in every Borough of New York City, in the country and in cities in several eastern states, went to California at the age of 5 and lived in three places there, back east, and so on. I can’t say that this made me the way I am, but probably contributed. Who was it who wrote, “The boy is father to the man?”
So, what about people who lived a more normal life growing up? Any of you content in your own skins, happy without having a large circle of friends and somewhat dread having to attend social functions with a lot of people?
For me, I think it actually shortens my life.