Loneliness 101Posted: March 16, 2012
One thing that I have learned over the years is that it is better to be alone than it is to be lonely with someone. You know what I mean. But this is a hard thing with which to come to terms. We all want to be loved by those whom we love, and in a similar way. If we are not, there is a huge chasm of hurt, and of course loneliness.
Fortunately we are resilient. We keep on, we have hope. We may pray, we may cry, and of course we do hurt inside, but there is that little pushing voice inside that says, “keep on!” and so we do.
More stories and elaboration on this in the future, but one little thing that I did early on to ease my Together-but-Lonely feeling was to start going to movies, by myself.
I drove across town to the indie/art/foreign film theatre or caught a blockbuster movie if it seemed interesting to me. After a while, the near-anonymous darkness felt good and the movies were an escape and company. I couldn’t live there, at the movies, I couldn’t go too often as reality called at home, but now and then– a good romance, a comedy to make me laugh, or a drama that was more dramatic than my own, made me feel wonderful and more alive.
Passive entertainment, yes of course. A solution to problems, no. But for a bit of non-judgmental company and for a change of scenery: wonderful!
I’ve also learned that I myself am good company, that I can enjoy my own company and my alone time. Actually, it is me and my God, me and the universe, but never ever me alone, anyway. I like this point of view. It’s comforting and enveloping, and who doesn’t want to be comforted and enveloped? Even if part of the audience at a movie theatre, we are all part of something…
Oh and–for some reason it seems that the men I know are much less likely to go to movies alone than are the women. Hmmm, why? I can venture a few guesses, but guys, give it a try. If you’ve got a rainy day and need to chase your blues away, get out of the house and go to the movies.