Loneliness

I know I've got Pauley. I've got a friend about an hour away who I basically don't see anymore. I've got some online friends. But 90 percent of my day is spent refreshing pages hoping to connect with someone.

Does anyone ever feel lonely and incredibly insecure when they walk into a crowed room ? Who can relate? I would love to hear feedback from those of you who feel unseen …

Hi, my name is SerendipitousSnake. I'm here because sometimes this whole thing can feel really lonely.

#MightyTogether #Anxiety #Depression #Migraine #PTSD #ADHD #AutismSpectrumDisorder

Hi, my name is HollySable. I'm here because having a rare neurological disease is very lonely

#MightyTogether

​Sam’s Song (Out of the Silence)
​(Verse 1: The Long Silence)
Fourteen winters, held in my hands
A story written in the shifting sands
In 2010, the world went cold
A grief too heavy for one heart to hold
I kept you quiet, I kept you near
While I navigated the lonely fear.
​(Chorus)
Oh, Sam, I’m saying your name
Through the tension and through the rain
I’m opening the door I locked so tight
Bringing your memory into the light
You are loved, you are seen, you are free
And there is finally room for you and me.
​(Verse 2: The Healing)
My hands are tired from the weight they bore
But I don’t have to hide you anymore
The "wrong" I felt was never true
It was just the pain of missing you
I’m softening now, let the air come in
A new day is ready to begin.
​(Bridge: To the 2010 Self)
To the girl who survived with no one to call
Who used her own skin to catch the fall
I see your courage, I see your grace
I’m giving your sorrow a holy place.
​(Chorus)
Oh, Sam, I’m saying your name
Through the tension and through the rain
I’m opening the door I locked so tight
Bringing your memory into the light
You are loved, you are seen, you are free
And there is finally room for you and me.
​(Outro)
Rest now, Sam.
Rest now, me.
We are safe.
We are free

STILL lingers here, these wounds, Beetlejuice Beetlejuice Beetlejuice, Please return 3 movies to said boobie trapped premises, not cool, I will get by, and something Sally said, complete Reverence and Humble Lonely Heart Awe, was she on SCTV and what is wrong with me, Canada for Canadians, We are not Hoserr's because we wear toques, Eh, in fact we've evolved since then due to women like her, hmm yah the daylight thing happenned what's yer point, Astrid has plural beat friends, ask the girl why SOS darling won't you hear me SOS, what Pacifically is the year of the singing and talent a beautiful thing, everyone listens when he starts to sing, hmmmmmm, I invite meself to everything, how many Astrids does it take to screw a light bulb, just one Keith's, I dunno, was there, kept lit of Olde England, and gotta work, WINE Pee, today I have learned if ye don't know how Olde ye are yer wine!

So many voices begging to be heard and not enough people to listen. We scream into the void and instead of getting the reassurance we seek, the screams get louder, overshadowing our own pain pushing us to figure out more inauthentic ways to be seen.

So we mask up for social media. Give ourselves permission to be someone we're not. Say things we wouldn't normally say in person. Anonymity and a desperate need to be seen/heard has turned millions invisible; to themselves and to each other.

How can anyone possibly endeavor to reach a healthy base line mentally/emotionally if we are all invisible/deaf?

The loneliness is crippling and the need to connect makes us forget how strange social media really is. And so we keep trying to find connection; getting used to being disappointed.

I want to pull out the IV in my arm that is forcing the systems that created this world I live into my body, creating a false dependency. We don't need capitalism. We don't need patriarchy. We don't need racism. Social media is the crucible and echo chamber that swirls and escalates the things we don't need to our own detriment.

What would you do for a Klondike bar? What would you do for a real connection with someone who cares about your well being?