I’ve been asked to write on a variety of subjects, and “loneliness” is one of them. I won’t lie; despite having had relationships and lots of friends, I have always felt lonely.
Don’t get me wrong, I have a lot of friends, and I feel at ease in a room full of people I don’t know, but I still feel lonely, which many find hard to understand.
On a good day, I am outgoing and confident enough to talk to everyone, but I am selective about who I consider to be my close friends.
To be respected and accepted does not require you to be prosperous, successful, or a churchgoer. I cherish compassion and respect sincere people.
I don’t want to talk to selfish, narcissistic, ignorant, or arrogant people. Life is too short for this kind of toxic negativity.
Whether you are well-liked or popular, it is no indication that you are content on the inside. I have always worn that mask of happiness.
My loneliness is not because I’m unmarried, don’t have kids, or live alone; that’s my decision. I believe that by maintaining my standing, I am doing the world a favour. (My therapist would disagree) 😊
Many people experience loneliness because of their ongoing search for that one special person in their lives.
I have some news to share…
Your search will be successful. When you reduce your expectations and accept individuals just as they are, you will eventually find that person.
It also depends on how much you’re willing to accept.
The truth is that no two people will ever be completely compatible, and if they try to act like they are, they will come undone.
People should, in my opinion, just be themselves or work to develop into better versions of themselves.
When my Father was still living, I knew that someone truly loved and cared for me, and I appreciated that knowledge as much as I did my Father. I sense a void in my soul now that he is gone.
I kept myself occupied so that I wouldn’t have time to reflect on the emptiness that was filling me. I came to the realisation that I could not keep evading my thoughts and emotions and would eventually have to face them.
The healing that I’ve developed in therapy is still a work in progress for me, and next month I will be continuing my journey to freedom from my destructive behaviour around relationships.
I’ve learned to be present with my emotions without letting them control me. Even though I lead a hectic life, I make time to mentally inventory everything—good and bad—and decide what is under my control and what I should leave for God.
I am not religious. I have faith and regard God as my supreme being.
I know I am not alone and that it is an internalised feeling.
I love to have my own space, but I know that one day I must work on making room for others in my life.
In everything, there must be a balance.
Natalie M Bleau
Scripture of Balance