I don’t care what anyone says. Being alone sucks. It is one thing when it is by choice, another when it is not.
I am not by choice and it sucks.
Then again, I must pause for a moment.
I was with someone, but it did not work out.
Not becaue I am bipolar.
Although, they did used to say some crappy things and have a habit of disappearing when I was depressed.
Most of my hosptializations occured when I was in a relationship. It was not a heathly relationship, yet when I feel terrible alone, I long for it.
I think that is wrongly normal.
When we are desparate for human contact, our mind goes back to the last relationship. We look for the good, but sometimes the horrible memories take over and we feel terribly alone again.
There is some good to quality time alone, but how much of that do you need? Does quality alone time justify being alone all the damn time?
I don’t know.
When someone has the answer, please let me know.
Right now, being alone, feeling alone, SUCKS
pb aka peanut butter