I got a wildly unexpected response to my blog post about being alone.
I had texts and phone calls and people stopping me at church to thank me for putting into words how they were feeling, and it made me think: so many of us think we are alone.
High school was so awkward for me because I didn’t have many people to talk to. I was busy hiding behind my carefully crafted web of lies and bravado, but I spent time on the internet in chat rooms (back before AOL) and there I felt normal. Like other people understood my life.
The advent of the internet brought all the misfits, the odd ducks, the long french fries and the weirdos to me. I could have my “I need to hide in my house” days and still have people to talk to.
It also brought a wave of relief through “OMG you do that too?” and “I am not the only one!”
I am not the only one who looks at some of the Instagram photos and thinks “I don’t look like that, something must be wrong with me.” (And then realizes, there’s nothing wrong with me I am just different.)
I am not the only one who binge-watches Great British Baking Show (though I may be in the minority of people who spends each episode trying to figure out how to make those creations).
I am not the only one who watches and tries YouTube makeup tutorials and sometimes ends up looking like a monkey did my eyeliner.
I am not the only one who sometimes feels like this is a lot of adulting for one person to handle by themselves. (And yet handles it like a total boss.)
I am not the only one who looks at my children sometimes and thinks “who are these people and why are they calling me mom?” (And then parents like a total boss.)
I am not the only one who sometimes feels like they are all alone (and then the internet reminds them that they totally have good company).
I could go on and on for days. But anything you can think of, I bet someone else out there feels the same or experiences the same thing.
Don’t be afraid to share <3