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Mother’s Day

Yesterday was Mother’s Day. In church we celebrated all the mothers in the room. Children were asked to hug their mothers and tell them “I love you, mom”. I saw teenagers give bear hugs to women who are younger than me. I sat frozen and held back my tears. I have been feeling waves of jealousy and sadness since then. I’ve cried three times since then.

I love my mother. I am afraid how lonely and alone, empty and devastated I will feel when I am her age and don’t have any children to celebrate Mother’s Day with.

I love you, mom.

#Infertility

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I'm new here!

Hi, my name is Sy0sunshine. I'm here because I need to understand how to proccess feelings and to understand myself at a deeper level. Also I feel that i am lonely.

#MightyTogether

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Hi, my name is Jmiller0524. I'm here because I am a Mama who worries for her young adult son who had a suicidal moment this year and another son on the autism spectrum and his challenges span from emotional to physical, It is lonely over here.

#MightyTogether

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Lonely

Everybody knows my name now
But somethin' 'bout it still feels strange
Like lookin' in a mirror, tryna steady yourself
And seein' somebody else
And everything is not the same now
It feels like all our lives have changed
Maybe when I'm older, it'll all calm down
But it's killin' me now
What if you had it all
But nobody to call?
Maybe then you'd know me
'Cause I've had everything
But no one's listening
And that's just lonely
I'm so lonely
Lonely
Everybody knows my past now
Like my house was always made of glass
And maybe that's the price you pay
For the money and fame at an early age
And everybody saw me sick
And it felt like no one gave
They criticized the things I did as an idiot kid
What if you had it all
But nobody to call?
Maybe then you'd know me
'Cause I've had everything
But no one's listening
And that's just lonely
I'm so lonely
Lonely
I'm so lonely
Lonely
These are the lyrics of the song Lonely by Justin Bieber. They express loneliness and really touched me deeply because I am lonely.
#Loneliness

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To All the People Who Hurt Me — This One’s for You

This is for the wounds I carry in my heart.

The scars that haven’t healed, the ones that still try to pull me back into the version of myself I no longer want to be —

the version I no longer am.

A victim.

To my schoolmates

You made me feel like an outsider.

You mocked me, dimmed my spark before I even knew how brightly it could burn.

To the boy I had a crush on, who used my feelings against me and turned me into a joke —

you taught me to believe I should stay invisible, that people like me would never belong in a world of wealth, ease, and confidence.

You made me question every kind gesture, built in me a belief that I wasn’t worthy of good things, of success, of belonging.

But I forgive you.

Because in my loneliness, I found my imagination.

I retreated inward and discovered who I truly am.

I dreamed of a world where I could be accepted, where I could thrive — and I made it real.

So thank you.

To the man who broke my heart three days before my birthday

You were the first one I truly opened up to.

I dropped my walls, ignored my instincts, trusted you completely.

You lit a fire in me — I rediscovered my femininity, the joy of touch, of intimacy, of being seen.

You made me feel magical… until you shattered me.

You blindsided me.

You taught me that being “too nice” meant being unlovable, that giving too much meant losing everything.

Since you, I’ve struggled to trust, to believe I’m enough.

I've tried to control everything — every move, every word — just so I’m never hurt like that again.

I’m still healing. I still don’t have all the answers.

Do I need to love myself more? Accept love as I am? Trust that I am already enough?

Maybe.

But through you, I found clarity about who I want to be, what I deserve, and the kind of love I will never settle for again.

So thank you.

To the man who promised me a new life

You asked me to marry you.

I believed in you. I stood by you for three long years, helping you rebuild your life.

But when things got good for you, I was no longer part of your plan.

You kept me waiting, hopeful for a dream that wasn’t yours to give.

But I left.

And for that, I thank you.

You taught me that I can’t rely on anyone else to save me — I must be my own savior.

And I was.

I got out. I built the life I wanted with my own two hands.

I did it.

Thank you for showing me I could.

To my family

On the outside, we looked like a well-put-together family.

But inside, it was different.

I was singled out for being darker-skinned. I was mocked — “jokingly,” they said.

My body was criticized, my voice silenced, my rebellion punished.

I grew up in a world where women were controlled, where money meant power, and appearances were everything.

But you couldn’t control me.

You gave me the fire to break free, to reject the silence, to walk away from generational trauma.

And for that, thank you.

To the man who raped me

You pretended to be a friend.

You knew I was vulnerable, broken.

And still — you violated me.

You stole something sacred from me.

You plunged me into the darkest place I’ve ever known, a place I never wish on anyone.

It took years to crawl out, to trust again, to believe in light after that kind of darkness.

So to you, I say: go to hell.

I hope one day, you face the consequences you deserve.

To my childhood friend

We grew up together.

We shared sleepovers, meals, secrets.

When I called you after that horrific night, sobbing, trembling, still trying to make sense of what had just happened to me —

you said, “Well, you went with him. What did you expect?”

Your words cut deeper than the wound itself.

I internalized the blame. I questioned my own reality.

But I forgive you.

I forgive the culture that shaped you.

You didn’t know better.

I hope life has been kind to you.

We were once friends, after all.

To my current partner

You’ve hurt me, too — but in different ways.

You reflected back the pain I was already carrying.

You triggered my wounds, but you also stayed to help me heal.

You tried. Again and again.

Our love hasn’t been perfect, but you’ve made me look in the mirror.

You’ve shown me how much healing I still need to do — and that I can do it.

Not for you.

For me.

Thank you. I love you, no matter where this journey leads us.

To my mother

I’m sorry.

I blamed you for not being the mother I saw others have.

But now I see — you did the best you could.

You were never taught how to give or receive love the way you deserved.

You grew up under pain and control, and still… you gave me all you could.

You are the kindest, most loving person I know.

I love you.

I forgive you.

Thank you for doing your best.

And lastly, to you, To you me

This one is for you.

You carried so much pain and still, you remained kind.

You didn’t become bitter. You didn’t become the villain.

You kept fighting.

You kept building.

You are still creating the life you know in your soul you deserve.

So I forgive you.

I love you.

Rise and shine, girl. You were made for it, and remember you are not a “VICTIM”

#imnotavictim #MentalHealth #Trauma #Depression

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PTSD

Hello, I am a lonely person who talks to myself all the time. I don’t leave the house, I remember painful and disturbing memories, and my mind imagines dark scenarios. Sometimes I do irrational things for no reason, sometimes I harm myself, and sometimes I think about suicide. I believe everything I’m going through now is because of childhood traumas. I was subjected to exploitation, harassment, rape, bullying, rejection, and racism. All these things happened to me because I was timid, kind, and innocent. I need to forget all of this, feel peace, and live my life normally. #PTSD

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Always My Baby

I wouldn't start posting like this anywhere else. My baby didn't quite make 30 when she died. After squeezed out of the family home by her husband, 2 years ago last winter, she'd lost her car so sat down on the snow and froze. One month prior I tried to get her to come stay with me for a bit but she said couldn't live so far away from her 3 children without a car. Now, that asshatinlaw, has 3 of my grandkids, homeless, who knows where. The youngest takes care, middle is down the autism spectrum a fair ways and the oldest is smokin dope with his stepdad. I'm never going to get over this, I need y'alls help.#Autism #AutismSpectrumDisorder #Grief #Loneliness #ChildLoss