How I never liked being alone

How I never liked being alone

How I never liked being alone

I hated spending time on my own and I never liked being alone when I was a child, it was the lesser of two evils for me. I discovered that my room (when I had one) was a good place to be, I couldn’t upset anyone or be upset.
Living in an alcoholic home was chaotic at best and I hated the environment most of the time. I had some experiences that were good but so much of my childhood was lived in fear.

Home Life

To keep myself occupied I would sit in my room and listen to the Top 40 charts and record my favourites. Sometimes I would do something creative and draw or make things. Anything to pass the time and escape from the drama at home.
Often I just wanted to connect with others and feel understood but it was always a struggle, I didn’t feel that my family got me and could empathise.
Dad was far too busy with his relationships with alcohol and Mum was busy trying to keep the house and family together and coping with day to day life.
My sister and I didn’t always see eye to eye as we are quite different so I didn’t feel I could go to her, or if I did, she couldn’t empathise with where I was coming from.
In turn this had an impact on me of feeling different, I just felt odd and that I wasn’t accepted in the family. Whether I was or not is irrelevant because I just didn’t feel it. Often Dad would ask when I was going to change and I regularly felt that Mum didn’t get me. Both of my parents wanted me to be someone I wasn’t.
The feeling of disconnection and loneliness was something I began to get used to but I didn’t like it. I felt so sad and upset, I couldn’t work out what I did wrong or what was wrong with me.

School Life

Friends weren’t exactly flowing to me in handfuls, I struggled to connect with people even though I desperately needed it. I did have friends that lived near me that I’d play with and escape to when I could, school was OK but when I got to secondary school it changed.
School up to when I was 11 years was OK, I really loved the ones I went to and have great memories of both but it did all seem to change when I went to secondary. It was an all-girls school and whilst my sister was there at the same time as me, albeit only for 1 year I was still bullied.
I spent a lot of time trying to fit in and build friendships but I found it quite bitchy and tended to go from one friend to another most of the time. I was often the last to be picked for netball and other group activities, which I found hurtful.
The isolation I felt was horrible and I was crying out for love and attention but I think I did it in the wrong way. Often, I would get angry and frustrated, share my opinion without tact and generally upset people.

Feeling Lost

I felt lost and deep down I was hurt, I would ask myself “why didn’t people like me?”, I had no idea what was going on.  I just couldn’t seem to get it right, no matter how hard I tried, often it didn’t feel comfortable to act in a different way but I did it.
At times, I really didn’t know what to do, I would call friends and ask to play with little response or sometimes they couldn’t meet. I feel such disappointment and would ring a couple of others to see if anyone else was free.
Thankfully there were the neighbour’s kids so I would be able to go to their houses and I must say they were probably my saviour. I spent a lot of time in their houses and it was interesting to see how other people lived.

How I never liked being alone

Coping with the void

Even though I had a lot of time on my own I did manage to cope, I managed to survive the environment I was and get through. I learnt to make my own fun and entertain myself which I think is a valuable skill. My creativity really had no limits and I would try lots of things, I loved using my computer and doing sewing and things like that as I got older.
Now I’m older and loneliness and disconnection isn’t so much an issue for me now, I think we can all have moments of it. I don’t think that’s a bad thing because it can make us realise how important the connections we have are.
With social media and the internet sites there are so many ways to connect with people that I didn’t have as a child. There are lots of groups on Facebook that cover a variety of interests, it’s about finding out what you love and meeting like-minded people.
Not everyone will like and accept us, that’s OK, it’s more about them than us. We are OK as we are and if some people don’t like us we can find people that do.
I’d love to hear any experiences you’d had with feeling lonely or disconnected. Please comment or email me.


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2 thoughts on “How I never liked being alone

  1. Claire Starr says:

    I spent most of my time in my bedroom reading, and listening to music. I didnt have to share a room as I didnt have any brothers or sisters, and at the time I didnt see it as being lonely, it was safe distance away from the arguing and physical violence going on downstairs when dad was home, and the unknown of what would happen when mum woke up on the sofa after a bottle of whiskey, On the rare occasion that someone looked in I would sit under the table in the lounge while they talked, so I could hear but (as I imagined at the time) not be seen. I do, and always have, found it very difficult to make friends. I know Im not outgoing, I dont have anything funny to say and I can be very boring. A quiet room away from others is a safe, easier place to live.

  2. johuey says:

    Yes when we’re younger we have a different perspective, it’s when we grow up we start to see what really went on. How things were (to the best of our ability to recall it).

    I saw it as a safe distance too! A lot of us struggle with friendships and relationships, not knowing how to build them, interact, accept difference, open up, let them in. Who told you all those things and what makes you want to keep playing that story?

    One very important thing to learn and be aware of is that not everything our parents told us was factual. They had their own demons and insecurities and put them on us, through no fault of our own. So as an adult, if we can recognise, accept and digest that, we can realise it was never about us and those things aren’t true. Find evidence to prove otherwise.

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