(not me, lol)
I truly adore those people who approach someone to show their sympathy. When it comes to me I couldn't do that even though I wanted to show it. I'm afraid to be ignored or refused despite the good intention I wanted to share. A feeling in my chest sometimes feels heavier because I tried to force myself but still I couldn't do it. Even so, of all these adoring things to certain people, I don't think it's right to think someone is lonely just because they're alone.
I've been seeing and reading posts on Facebook about how sad they were for someone. They felt disheartened seeing someone eating alone in that crowded room in the public. They were bothered seeing someone who spent their alone time just because they were with friends and looked so happy. In fact, some people shared their thoughts about how much they wanted to comfort someone. They thought that this certain someone who was spending the alone time needed company.
There's nothing wrong with being concerned. It's a good thing that even in this world there's a heart of humanity that still exists. Sometimes people need a companion to avoid ending their life. When someone feels like being isolated or left behind. It's good to see someone who stands for them not to feel bad or lonely. In my case, it is much appreciated especially when I wanted someone to comfort me but I didn't have the guts to call someone for help. I hated it but there were those times I wanted to speak about my feelings and yet the feelings wouldn't translate into words.
It was almost 2 years ago when I drove myself into darkness. I was in pain. I was on the verge of a peak and I didn't know what to do anymore. It was too much for me. I was hoping someone would see me inside without expressing my feelings. I wanted someone to ask me if I'm okay but how could someone do that when I was showing a happy face when I was with them? It's just that I was still wishing for someone to read the despair I was in at that time.
Was at that time that when I talked to someone about what I've been through, my tears suddenly fell. It happened one time when one of my friends understood the pain I was in. He just asked me how are you and all of sudden I cried with the endless words that made my chest heavier. I was thankful for that friend but don't get me wrong about those things. It's not that I wanted someone who always accompanied me when I preferred to be alone. When I'm in Me time it doesn't mean I was hoping for someone to be with me. Unfortunately, some people understood it wrong.
(not me lol)
Don't think immediately that when someone is alone he/she is lonely. There are those people, I'm one of them who always prefers to be alone. Not all people are extroverts that are always good to go for parties and jamming. There are those people who found their comfort zone to be alone because they just feel amazing to be alone. Perhaps, some will think of them as crazy or delusional because they smile on their own or even enjoy themselves without no one around. They are not, wait, 馃槈, we are not like that. Sometimes it's just too amazing to be alone while feeling peaceful and an amazing view.
It's not wrong to be concerned again but please read the atmosphere first. Don't think that someone is sad already just being alone. Don't misunderstand it for you to approach someone just because someone has no companion. Please don't do that because you will just ruin their mode of that Me time. Sorry, but when someone approaches them it's hard for them to refuse or explain why they are not with someone else. Like me, I found it hard to explain and that is why I prefer to lie. I'm embarrassed to say it after all because I don't know if there's an explanation for it.
That's why try to read the atmosphere first before budging into someone's comfort zone. Don't forget that all of us have our own individual differences.
Thank you for reading
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Paul is the name but prefers to be called mrnightmare that feels like living in the dream. A country boy and a dreamboy (dreamer) who likes to stay in a small village even though it means abandoning the future to become a seaman. The passion is writing but not sailing in the vast ocean. Don't wonder if the face will not be shown, this is better where the words can flow smoothly. Come, you can tell me your stories and I'll tell you mine. Together, let's explore the world by broadening our thoughts. If you need a shoulder I can lean you mine and I hope I can lean yours. The world is fun when living is not being alone but with someone.
