Loneliness

For many years, I’ve struggled to process my emotions, whether they’re good or bad. It’s like there’s a wall between what I feel and what I can actually express. Sometimes I don’t even know how to explain what’s going on inside me, and that can be really frustrating.

Connecting with people has always been hard for me, even with my own family. It’s not that I don’t care or don’t want to be close—it’s just that something in me makes it difficult to reach out or open up. I often find myself pulling back, even when I don’t mean to.

I’m lucky to have a sweet and caring family who truly loves me, but even with all that love around me, I still feel lonely most of the time. It’s a strange kind of loneliness, one that doesn’t come from being alone, but from feeling disconnected. I’m learning to accept that it’s okay to feel this way and that healing takes time.

Sometimes the hardest part about illness, is the internal lonliness..
it seems… the longer I live inside my body, the more I feel separated from day to day people around me.

Anyone else feel like this?

#MentalHealth

Fighting loneliness isn’t easy. Some days it feels like I’m doing okay, and other days it hits harder than I expect. It’s tough trying to stay strong when all I really want is someone to be there, someone who makes the quiet feel a little less heavy. It’s not that I can’t handle being alone—it just gets tiring sometimes.

There are moments when I just want someone to hold me. Not to fix anything or make everything perfect, but just to be there. That kind of closeness means a lot. It’s about feeling safe, feeling like I matter to someone. Sometimes a hug or a few kind words can make all the difference.

I try to keep myself busy, to push through the lonely days, but it doesn’t always work. There’s still that part of me that wants to hear someone say I’m needed, that I make a difference in their life. It’s not about attention—it’s about connection. Everyone wants to feel like they belong somewhere.

Loneliness doesn’t always mean being alone. It’s that feeling of being surrounded by people but still feeling unseen. I think what I really want is someone who gets me, who listens and stays, even when things aren’t easy. That kind of connection feels rare, but it’s what I hope for.

Even with all of this, I still have hope. Wanting someone to hold me and tell me I’m needed just reminds me that I still care, that I still believe in love and connection. It’s hard sometimes, but I know those feelings mean my heart’s still open—and that’s something worth holding onto.

i have a lot of auto immune diseases and chronic illnesses. i recently had to get a surgery done and my body reacted very poorly to it making the healing and recovery very traumatizing. during my recovery i got sick from some family members even though they know of all of my illnesses and my surgery as well as how poorly i was doing afterwards. i’m finally starting to get past the worst of the healing from the surgery and being sick but i still have a lot of residual symptoms. today i wanted to sit on my balcony and enjoy the warmer temperatures before it gets cold again. i ended up falling and getting really hurt. i just sat there and cried and cried. i am so tired of always being sick. of having no friends. of always being alone. always being in pain. and never catching a break. i feel so lonely and so depressed and so heartbroken. i just wish i could feel normal and do the things that i want to do. i just wish i could catch a break. i’m sorry for the rant, i don’t have anyone to talk to.

OK mighty Warriors. I need you and I need you back. For some reason I can’t get out of my head. I’m missing my dad my mom, my brothers my sister my uncles my odds. It seems like everybody that I love. I lose my best friend is now approaching a years anniversary of her death . Her birthday is also coming up and I’m so anxious. I need something to focus on to take my mind out of my head. I’ve took my meds. It doesn’t seem to be helping right now. I’ve done some prayers. I’ve done some meditation. I don’t know what else to do right now. I’m home alone. My family‘s at work. It seems like everything on TV helps me to bring back the memories of all of those that I lost every song, I listen to brings back the memories of those that I’ve lost. I’m feeling so alone and I know that I’m not alone. I know that God is with me for some reason right now I’m not feeling him. I know he haven’t forgotten me. I know he’s looking down on me. I know he has his hands on me because even though I’m feeling this lonely, I haven’t thought about ending it. I’m struggling.
People ask, are you OK? They really don’t wanna know they’re just trying to be polite. I don’t understand why these gates keep opening up and flooding me. I feel like I’m drowning I wanna sleep, but I wake up every 30 minutes as if I’ve slept for hours the catnaps are getting to me because I’m tired, but I can’t sleep. I can’t stop thinking and all of my thoughts are not good thoughts I need help and I need it bad.