I hate the loneliness
I HATE THE LONELINESS!!!!!
I know that this is a topic that I cry about all of the time, but it never changes for me. I have a couple of people that I can reach out to but I am such a burden to them. My issues never change so it is the same thing over and over. I bother them so much and I know that they tire of it despite the fact that they never say it. My T is always pushing me to expand and locate others who may be accepting and understanding of who I am and what I have been through. I am isolated in a very small community and my work keeps me isolated as well. The community I live is very Puritan in its views and make no secrets of their feelings toward others who are not just like them. It is hell living in the Bible belt. In my career I am old enough to be the father of most of my co-workers including my superiors and I am only 50 years old.
I drive almost an hour to see my T every week. He is located in a large city for the state I live in and they offer no support groups for men on any level.
I would love to have a friend to go and get a cup of coffee with, or go out to dinner or to a movie with but I have no opportunities to meet other people. The only social groups in my area all based around the church. The church taught me to hate myself and has turned its back on me in times of need, so I have no desire to be involved with it.
The loneliness is slowly killing me. I appreciate the long distance support I get on here but I need someone to turn to who is with me physically and not on the other side of the computer screen. I am married but my wife and I have a very strained marriage and she just cant be there for me in the way I need. We are virtually two strangers living together after almost 28 years of marriage. I am literally a prisoner of loneliness. I hate having to resign my life to this loneliness, to this black hole in my heart. It is probably the greatest single reason for my deep depression. I battle to keep from completely withdrawing from the world or taking my own life. That thought crosses my mind daily. My emotionally abusive father and my perp sentenced me to hell......to being alone always.
Thanks for letting me vent. I guess it helps on some level.
I know that this is a topic that I cry about all of the time, but it never changes for me. I have a couple of people that I can reach out to but I am such a burden to them. My issues never change so it is the same thing over and over. I bother them so much and I know that they tire of it despite the fact that they never say it. My T is always pushing me to expand and locate others who may be accepting and understanding of who I am and what I have been through. I am isolated in a very small community and my work keeps me isolated as well. The community I live is very Puritan in its views and make no secrets of their feelings toward others who are not just like them. It is hell living in the Bible belt. In my career I am old enough to be the father of most of my co-workers including my superiors and I am only 50 years old.
I drive almost an hour to see my T every week. He is located in a large city for the state I live in and they offer no support groups for men on any level.
I would love to have a friend to go and get a cup of coffee with, or go out to dinner or to a movie with but I have no opportunities to meet other people. The only social groups in my area all based around the church. The church taught me to hate myself and has turned its back on me in times of need, so I have no desire to be involved with it.
The loneliness is slowly killing me. I appreciate the long distance support I get on here but I need someone to turn to who is with me physically and not on the other side of the computer screen. I am married but my wife and I have a very strained marriage and she just cant be there for me in the way I need. We are virtually two strangers living together after almost 28 years of marriage. I am literally a prisoner of loneliness. I hate having to resign my life to this loneliness, to this black hole in my heart. It is probably the greatest single reason for my deep depression. I battle to keep from completely withdrawing from the world or taking my own life. That thought crosses my mind daily. My emotionally abusive father and my perp sentenced me to hell......to being alone always.
Thanks for letting me vent. I guess it helps on some level.

