#Loneliness

[support]

Everything okay?

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National Suicide and Crisis Lifeline or dial 988 or (en Español)

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Trans Lifeline or dial 1-877-565-8860 (en Español)

The National Domestic Violence Hotline or 1-800-799-SAFE (7233)

Rape Abuse & Incest National Network or 1-800-656-HOPE (4673)

S.A.F.E. Alternatives for Stopping Self Abuse or 1–800-DONT-CUT (366–8288)

National Eating Disorders Association

If you are outside the United States, visit IASP to find resources for your country.

For more resources, please visit our Counseling & Prevention Resources page for a list of services that may be able to help.

[victoryriders969789blog]

Friends... again that word.

What does it mean?

What is a friend?

What is a couple?

What is a girlfriend?

What is a boyfriend?

yesterday I had an amazing pizza party with friends! :) check my instagram for more pictures. paolo raeli

[feral-ballad]

Razmig Tavoyan, from Anthology of Armenian Poetry, ed. & tr. by Diana Der Hovanessian and Marzbed Margossian; "I am closing my eyes"

[rolloroberson]

Beacon

Attacking the night

With memories of the morning

With every moment

And every breath

On the steep peaks

Of the greatest mountain

In all the nine worlds

Lights shine like

A million wandering stars

Joy flows down from above

In the shadow painted rooms

Of elegant halls

Her beautiful voice

Still calls

Sounds that charm

the violent harms

Wrapped around my heart

As I stare out across

The endless plains,

All magnificence and grace,

I am pulled to the towers

Of her beguiling power

While pain encircles my soul

And loneliness binds

My every hope to

The instrument of constraint

Just short of the consciousness

Of omnipotent opulence

In the Stygian lightlessness

Of the long somber gloom

I will be the unbroken beacon

Attacking the night

With memories of the morning

With every moment

And every breath

On the steep peaks

Of the greatest mountain

In all the nine worlds

Lights shine like

A million wandering stars

Joy flows down from above

In the shadow painted rooms

Of elegant halls

Her beautiful voice

Still calls

Sounds that charm

the violent harms

Wrapped around my heart

As I stare out across

The endless plains,

All magnificence and grace,

I am pulled to the towers

Of her beguiling power

While pain encircles my soul

And loneliness binds

My every hope to

The instrument of constraint

Just short of the consciousness

Of omnipotent opulence

In the Stygian lightlessness

Of the long somber gloom

I will,

I will be,

The unbroken beacon

RolloRoberson@2024

“I got a hole in my heart

Cos I been doin' wrong

My whole lifelong I've had a bad feeling

I got a wound so deep inside me my whole lifetime

Ain't enough time

To heal me” - Sarah Marie Shook

[oldschoolromantic]

-Jenny Slate

[downfalldestiny]

"Sometimes, loneliness is the loudest silence you’ll ever hear 🌌 !" .

[stutterhug]

A Great Eye

[hee-blee-art]

a comic about loneliness

[metamorphesque]

Loneliness does not come from having no people about one, but from being unable to communicate the things that seem important to oneself, or from holding certain views which others find inadmissible. 

Carl Jung, “Memories, Dreams, Reflections”

I am constantly trying to communicate something incommunicable, to explain something inexplicable, to tell about something I only feel in my bones and which can only be experienced in those bones. 

Franz Kafka, “Letters to Milena”

[flowerytale]

Safia Elhillo, from Alone, Home Is Not a Country

[lostdeepindarkthoughts]

[aqua-regia009]

Jakub Schikaneder (Czech, 1855-1924)

[vroomvroomwee]

Does anyone else feel lonesome?

Not lonely. Not alone. Just... lonesome. Like you don't feel connected to anyone. Like you never feel that you will find anyone that understands you, that will see you truly, let alone someone who will even like you. You see friends everywhere, but you don't see yourself in their place, like that is not for you, like you're not made for that and that's not made for you. You see people having fun and laughing and dancing and getting drunk and falling in love and you just... don't feel that for yourself. Like you're not supposed to have that, like you can't because it's not for you and you're not for it.

Like you're supposed to be seeing all these beautiful things in the world but not experience them yourself. Like you want to experience so much, experience everything, but be overwhelmed by it so you don't do any of it.

Like you want to be everywhere and do everything, but you don't belong anywhere and can't do anything. Like you're not supposed to be here. Not in a self-deprecating way but in an incongruous way. You want to live you want to be alive, but you feel you're not supposed to be. Not here at least, not like this. Just a presence in the world, not an active member of it. Even your body doesn't feel like home, your face isn't a face you recognise, like you're not supposed to have either. Like you're just supposed to be.

Like you're supposed to observe, but not experience.

[feral-ballad]

Sonia Sulaiman, from Muneera and the Moon: Stories Inspired by Palestinian Folklore; “Muneera and the Moon”

[Text ID: “exiled from the light of the sun, lacking love. To the moon she gave all of her confidences, secrets, aches.”]

[zanephillips]

Pet Shop Boys - Loneliness (2024)

[late-for-the-sky]

I hope my absence brings you the peace that my love couldn’t