You’re all so dang nice. I mean that sincerely. After yesterdays post, Watching an Empty Pillow, an outpouring of love and advice came in. So many of you discussed so many interesting dynamics of loneliness.
There were different flavors of responses that kept recurring, and all of them gave me ample opportunity to think about some things. I may talk about others later on, but today I want to focus on this one:
“You will never be happy with someone until you are happy being alone.”
I heard that one several times.
I find that statement to be a little too assumptive and all-encompassing. I mean, can’t happy people be lonely and sad sometimes? Can’t really happy people be lonely and sad sometimes?