Comments on: Flavors of Loneliness

By: loneliness - StartTags.com

loneliness - StartTags.com — Wed, 27 Jan 2010 16:16:43 +0000

[...] feelings that most people will do almost anything to avoid feeling: loneliness and helplessness. …Flavors of Loneliness A Design So VastIt will surprise exactly nobody who knows me that I am intimately acquainted with loneliness. … [...]

By: Franchesca Cox

Franchesca Cox — Sun, 06 Dec 2009 03:44:07 +0000

I found your blog through Elizabeth's site too. I wanted to say that I can relate to loneliness on so many levels. Mostly my arms ache for my daughter, as you perfectly described it, the "preoccupying kind of pain: the sting of a deep cut that blots out everything else". And along with grief there is that awful loneliness in a crowd. I cannot tell you how often I felt that, especially right after she died.

I am sorry you are feeling this loneliness. It creeps into our lives, and it is such a scary place to be. I hope and pray that you find the connection you long for.

xx

By: Amy

Amy — Sat, 05 Dec 2009 22:24:54 +0000

Here from Elizabeth's site.

Really well written post.

By: friendlyheart

friendlyheart — Mon, 30 Nov 2009 18:51:00 +0000

well dear
i know exactly what are you talking about
i'm trying to deal with my loneliness and it's friends for too long
and sometimes it feels so hard i even think it would be easier not to exist anymore..
so i totally understand each word, you write in an amazing way
pure and clear

By: Meg Casey

Meg Casey — Thu, 19 Nov 2009 21:15:19 +0000

Hi Lindsey-
I read this post days ago and it has stayed with me. At the time I didn't have words and I still don't but these–yes, I know, me too. This whole journey of coming home to ourselves and feeling full-I think it is the journey back to our souls and it can be sometimes lonely. Heartbreakingly so. But the loneliness can be our teacher.
Yes. I know. me too. Here alone with you.

By: Nicki

Nicki — Tue, 17 Nov 2009 12:12:12 +0000

Thank you! I am so impressed by your courage as it takes nothing less than courage to bear your soul this way!

By: becca

becca — Tue, 17 Nov 2009 01:38:52 +0000

What a beautifully written post Lindsey. This is my first time visiting so I do not know your past but your words make it infinitely clear how you are feeling. I often struggle with telling my husband I am lonely, even when he is there. He doesn't get it. How can I be lonely when he's sitting on the couch next to me? Well, because you aren't giving me what I need sometimes, I tell him. And that's what it is about I think. I can't be lonely if what my mind and body craves it is given. It's not always just a hug or a shoulder to lean on. For me, it's more about the words spoken to me and the ears that are hearing MY words. I don't always get that from friends and family.

Somehow though, I'm never lonely when I'm writing my blog and reading the comments and other people's blogs. Here I find what I need. And hopefully, you too feel less lonely in our company!

By: Sarah

Sarah — Mon, 16 Nov 2009 23:18:11 +0000

Ah, Lindsey.
There is so much to say about this. With heavy heart. With this thought that we are never truly known...

My mind is trailing off just as my words are. There is an overwhelming amount of sadness in your words. I find it frequent. I see you searching. And I understand. Although I would so very much like to hear a token of resolve in your words. Or about a remnant of comfort you feel. In something. One thing.

I don't know. I have to think on this. And reread it. I do so love your mind and your voice and your heart spilled out before us. For this I am truly grateful. And in this there is true connection.

So thank you, Lindsey. Thank you.

By: Kristen

Kristen — Mon, 16 Nov 2009 22:08:03 +0000

Wow, Lindsey. Wow.

At first your post left me speechless. And then a song came into my head. Its lyrics go something like this: "It's loneliest when you don't even know yourself."

That is a danger, at least, to which you will never succumb.

By: L

Mon, 16 Nov 2009 20:03:14 +0000

The Plato quote – I thought of this from your earlier post, as it contained, "Be kind," and I was certain it was an allusion. How is it that so many of us share in these underlying sentiments? Surely there must be more than pure coincidence. What are the shared characteristics of our lives? Simply a shared genetic disposition? How come so many of us share these feelings?