mizera
Well-known member
Hello, I found this site recently. I suffer from loneliness. I have been depressed off and on during my adult years, but now after a difficult period in my 30s (drugs, out of work, depression, etc.) I've managed to find a new profession and am living a healthy life. Unfortunately, I have no one in my life but my mother. I spend a good deal of time thinking about what happens when she dies. Ideally when this happens, a person has their partner, friends, children, etc. around. But I may have no one if I continue on living like this. I sort of enjoy my job, so during the week I occupy myself with it. But on the weekends I have no idea what to do. Occasionally I will take a walk in another part of the city, but usually I can't wait to get back into my apartment. I am sleep deprived due to a cat who doesn't have much longer to live. He wails and wakes me up every day at 4am. So the rest of the day I am tired. I can manage to eat, work, exercise, and do a little cleaning. The rest of the time I remain in bed either surfing the internet or watching television. One problem is that I rarely find anything of value on the computer or tv, so I just pass the time. On the rare occasions when I discover a very good television program, I am living my best life. I can get away from myself, my fears, and loneliness and just watch the tv without any feelings of guilt.
On the positive side, I am confident in my appearance. I've worked hard to get into good shape and I look good for my age. On the other side, I am alone and it's embarrassing. I don't have a lot to talk about, because nothing really goes on in my life. If I had stories to tell, they would be pretty old at this point. I'm grateful for work at home. At the office I have to be careful what I reveal about myself. I'm pretty sure it's obvious to my boss and others that my life is what it is. I never mention anything I did over the weekend, and never mention other people in my life. I'm actually ok at this moment, living. I'd just rather that people not know about me or think about me. That is much easier when I don't have to go into the office.
I'm going to call this week and get on a wait list at a mental health clinic so I can start speaking with a social worker. I used to have one, but she moved into a private practice. I had so many other issues at the time that I didn't talk much about my loneliness. Once I managed to solve all the other problems, I was left with the loneliness, and there isn't much to talk about. I don't know how I'm going to have a conversation every week when nothing happens week to week. I know I have to change something, but I don't know how. It's not easy for anyone to make new friends at this age. Nor is it easy to date. I can't imagine getting into a relationship with someone just to have some companionship. There has to be a lot more than that to make it work. I fear that revealing myself to potential dates as a lonely person who doesn't do much is going to reflect very poorly on me. I fear that I eventually may cave and try to find someone who is looking for financial support. Both options feel like a bad idea and I'm aware that there's nothing worse than being trapped in a relationship with someone you don't want anymore. So the last option is to forget about that. Maybe a miracle will happen and I'll finally find someone to love that loves me too. And when my mother is gone, I won't be alone. But all I can think of is the most likely outcome, and it's hard to fathom, especially when I start getting into my 50s and 60s.
On the positive side, I am confident in my appearance. I've worked hard to get into good shape and I look good for my age. On the other side, I am alone and it's embarrassing. I don't have a lot to talk about, because nothing really goes on in my life. If I had stories to tell, they would be pretty old at this point. I'm grateful for work at home. At the office I have to be careful what I reveal about myself. I'm pretty sure it's obvious to my boss and others that my life is what it is. I never mention anything I did over the weekend, and never mention other people in my life. I'm actually ok at this moment, living. I'd just rather that people not know about me or think about me. That is much easier when I don't have to go into the office.
I'm going to call this week and get on a wait list at a mental health clinic so I can start speaking with a social worker. I used to have one, but she moved into a private practice. I had so many other issues at the time that I didn't talk much about my loneliness. Once I managed to solve all the other problems, I was left with the loneliness, and there isn't much to talk about. I don't know how I'm going to have a conversation every week when nothing happens week to week. I know I have to change something, but I don't know how. It's not easy for anyone to make new friends at this age. Nor is it easy to date. I can't imagine getting into a relationship with someone just to have some companionship. There has to be a lot more than that to make it work. I fear that revealing myself to potential dates as a lonely person who doesn't do much is going to reflect very poorly on me. I fear that I eventually may cave and try to find someone who is looking for financial support. Both options feel like a bad idea and I'm aware that there's nothing worse than being trapped in a relationship with someone you don't want anymore. So the last option is to forget about that. Maybe a miracle will happen and I'll finally find someone to love that loves me too. And when my mother is gone, I won't be alone. But all I can think of is the most likely outcome, and it's hard to fathom, especially when I start getting into my 50s and 60s.