There’s a difference between being lonely and being alone.
I do not think most people understand the distinction, but I know there are some of you that will get exactly what I’m about to say. You don’t have to be alone to feel lonely. There could be 10 people around you, or even two. However, you might still have this horrible feeling of loneliness. Loneliness isn’t about your surroundings, it’s about what’s inside – what’s missing. Alone, on the other hand, is when you are the only person in the room. Maybe you’re sitting alone in your apartment, eating leftover pizza from last night, or you’re house sitting for your neighbours, nobody’s around yet somehow it doesn’t bother you that much. You could be on a park bench reading a book for all I know.
I think that being lonely is that missing part of your soul that doesn’t fill up, even when there are people around.
Because when those people disappear and they all go home, you still have that aching feeling inside of you. It never really fades, and you don’t know if you will ever feel whole again.
I recently met someone. One of the strongest people I’ve ever met. She could be an inspiration to a lot of people, hell, she’s an inspiration to me. She made me realize that it doesn’t matter how many people you know, or how many friends you have. What counts is how many of those friends really knows you. How many of them know your actual story when the curtains close, when the makeup comes off and when the sun goes down. They know when something is wrong, and they are willing to be there no matter what.
I promise you there are good people in the world, you’re just looking in all the wrong places. If you meet at least one of those types of people in your existence, grab onto them and do not let them go. For they will be the ones saving you in the end.