Everyone experience a time of loneliness. We search for someone to
love, … ( and blab blab, blab, touchy feeling stuff.) It is ok to
experience loneliness for weeks, months or even years. Speaking from personal
experiences, I learned a lot about my wants, and needs. I learned to appreciate
the importance of being myself in a cooker-cutter society. I have a more profound appreciation
for silence, peace, nature, music, art. (The list goes on). My relationship
among my family have grown. My sisters and I appreciate each other
company more as young adults. Perhaps, realizing that family is always there in
the time of need. Nonetheless, my time of loneliness taught me the weirdest
lesson. It was that I needed friends. I
needed someone who would listen to my crazy ideas. A person that would not mind
clubbing. Perhaps, an unattractive friend, so I can reap the benefits of
picking up women (JK, I am not a clubbing guy). The point is that a man/ woman can discovered a lot during
lonely times, but it means nothing if he or she cannot share their experience with
someone.
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