You know being alone isn't all its cracked up to be. I thought life would be great if I could just do everything by myself--no disappointments, losses, or betrayals (of any magnitude).
But on the flip side, you miss out on companionship and some really good times. And why should I expect others to be perfect. Part of it has been I know I can't live up to a standard of friendship or acquaintanceship that I hold and felt that I should completely pull back so I don't disappoint anyone. But I'm not perfect either. Its okay for others to mess up and its okay for me to mess up.
The past few weeks have been pretty humbling because I have a roommate now (its been about 8 months since I've had one). I've been in therapy, where I've discussed this issue quite a bit. Now that I've experienced the difference between the life of a hermit and actual living, I prefer the actual living.
For future reference, dmai, it may be hard but its worth it.
But on the flip side, you miss out on companionship and some really good times. And why should I expect others to be perfect. Part of it has been I know I can't live up to a standard of friendship or acquaintanceship that I hold and felt that I should completely pull back so I don't disappoint anyone. But I'm not perfect either. Its okay for others to mess up and its okay for me to mess up.
The past few weeks have been pretty humbling because I have a roommate now (its been about 8 months since I've had one). I've been in therapy, where I've discussed this issue quite a bit. Now that I've experienced the difference between the life of a hermit and actual living, I prefer the actual living.
For future reference, dmai, it may be hard but its worth it.
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Anonymous said...
I was a hermit in a cottage in Port Orchard, Washington about 30 years ago. I would write all day and listen to NPR for company. Once a week, or so, I would take the ferry boat to Seattle to visit friends. Or not.
Everybody should be a hermit at least once in their lives.........