If you are at first lonely, be patient. If you've not been alone much, or if when you were, you weren't okay with it, then just wait. You'll find it's fine to be alone once you're embracing it.
We could start with the acceptable places, the bathroom, the coffee shop, the library. Where you can stall and read the paper, where you can get your caffeine fix and sit and stay there. Where you can browse the stacks and smell the books. You're not supposed to talk much anyway so it's safe there.
There's also the gym. If you're shy you could hang out with yourself in mirrors, you could put headphones in.
And there's public transportation, because we all gotta go places.
And there's prayer and meditation. No one will think less if you're hanging with your breath seeking peace and salvation.
Start simple. Things you may have previously avoided based on your avoid being alone principles.
The lunch counter. Where you will be surrounded by chow-downers. Employees who only have an hour and their spouses work across town and so they -- like you -- will be alone.
Resist the urge to hang out with your cell phone.
When you are comfortable with eat lunch and run, take yourself out for dinner. A restaurant with linen and silverware. You're no less intriguing a person when you're eating solo dessert to cleaning the whipped cream from the dish with your finger. In fact some people at full tables will wish they were where you were.
Go to the movies. Where it is dark and soothing. Alone in your seat amidst a fleeting community.
And then, take yourself out dancing to a club where no one knows you. Stand on the outside of ethe floor till the lights convince you more and more and the music shows you. Dance like no one's watching...because, they're probably not. And, if they are, assume it is with best of human intentions. The way bodies move genuinely to beats is, after all, gorgeous and affecting. Dance until you're sweating, and beads of perspiration remind you of life's best things, down your back like a brook of blessings.
Go to the woods alone, and the trees and squirrels will watch for you.
Go to an unfamiliar city, roam the streets, there're always statues to talk to and benches made for sitting give strangers a shared existence if only for a minute and these moments can be so uplifting and the conversations you get in by sitting alone on benches might've never happened had you not been there by yourself
Society is afraid of alonedom, like lonely hearts are wasting away in basements, like people must have problems if, after a while, nobody is dating them. but lonely is a freedom that breaths easy and weightless and lonely is healing if you make it.
You could stand, swathed by groups and mobs or hold hands with your partner, look both further and farther for the endless quest for company. But no one's in your head and by the time you translate your thoughts, some essence of them may be lost or perhaps it is just kept.
Perhaps in the interest of loving oneself, perhaps all those sappy slogans from preschool over to high school's groaning were tokens for holding the lonely at bay. Cuz if you're happy in your head than solitude is blessed and alone is okay.
It's okay if no one believes like you. All experience is unique, no one has the same synapses, can't think like you, for this be releived, keeps things interesting lifes magic things in reach.
And it doesn't mean you're not connected, that communitie's not present, just take the perspective you get from being one person in one head and feel the effects of it. take silence and respect it. if you have an art that needs a practice, stop neglecting it. if your family doesn't get you, or religious sect is not meant for you, don't obsess about it.
You could be in an instant surrounded if you needed it
If your heart is bleeding make the best of it
There is heat in freezing, be a testament.
Start simple. Things you may have previously avoided based on your avoid being alone principles.
The lunch counter. Where you will be surrounded by chow-downers. Employees who only have an hour and their spouses work across town and so they -- like you -- will be alone.
Resist the urge to hang out with your cell phone.
When you are comfortable with eat lunch and run, take yourself out for dinner. A restaurant with linen and silverware. You're no less intriguing a person when you're eating solo dessert to cleaning the whipped cream from the dish with your finger. In fact some people at full tables will wish they were where you were.
Go to the movies. Where it is dark and soothing. Alone in your seat amidst a fleeting community.
And then, take yourself out dancing to a club where no one knows you. Stand on the outside of ethe floor till the lights convince you more and more and the music shows you. Dance like no one's watching...because, they're probably not. And, if they are, assume it is with best of human intentions. The way bodies move genuinely to beats is, after all, gorgeous and affecting. Dance until you're sweating, and beads of perspiration remind you of life's best things, down your back like a brook of blessings.
Go to the woods alone, and the trees and squirrels will watch for you.
Go to an unfamiliar city, roam the streets, there're always statues to talk to and benches made for sitting give strangers a shared existence if only for a minute and these moments can be so uplifting and the conversations you get in by sitting alone on benches might've never happened had you not been there by yourself
Society is afraid of alonedom, like lonely hearts are wasting away in basements, like people must have problems if, after a while, nobody is dating them. but lonely is a freedom that breaths easy and weightless and lonely is healing if you make it.
You could stand, swathed by groups and mobs or hold hands with your partner, look both further and farther for the endless quest for company. But no one's in your head and by the time you translate your thoughts, some essence of them may be lost or perhaps it is just kept.
Perhaps in the interest of loving oneself, perhaps all those sappy slogans from preschool over to high school's groaning were tokens for holding the lonely at bay. Cuz if you're happy in your head than solitude is blessed and alone is okay.
It's okay if no one believes like you. All experience is unique, no one has the same synapses, can't think like you, for this be releived, keeps things interesting lifes magic things in reach.
And it doesn't mean you're not connected, that communitie's not present, just take the perspective you get from being one person in one head and feel the effects of it. take silence and respect it. if you have an art that needs a practice, stop neglecting it. if your family doesn't get you, or religious sect is not meant for you, don't obsess about it.
You could be in an instant surrounded if you needed it
If your heart is bleeding make the best of it
There is heat in freezing, be a testament.
(By Tanya Davis)
Eu tenho essa impressão de que antes de aprender sobre meningite ou sobre o financiamento da educação, eu tenho que aprender a ficar sozinha. Mas é só uma impressão. E não é difícil não, porque eu gosto. (E quero um suporte pra violão igual ao dela, a menina do vídeo).
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Essa doidinha é "avê" eu. Eu em versão escandinava. Esta versão tropical do ser misantropo já foi mais livre, no tempo em que ignorava a possibilidade de ser surpreendida violentamente por outros seres humanos na rua. Saudades das minhas longas e solitárias caminhadas... Saudades de não ter medo de sair de casa. Saudades de tomar banho de chuva na minha rua. Saudades de ir a todo lugar a pé. Saudades de ir ao cinema sozinha. Saudades de ir à praia sozinha e ficar vagando a tarde inteira por lá, deitar na areia e olhar o céu e molhar os pés e depois ir pra parada e voltar pra casa já de noite, só. Saudades de andar sem olhar pra trás. Saudades de andar por aí com fones de ouvido sem me importar com nada nem com ninguém. Saudades de ir às calouradas da faculdade sozinha, sem saber como voltar pra casa.
ResponderExcluirEu não tenho medo do roubo, eu não ligo se levarem minhas coisas(eu não tenho nada mesmo!).
EU TENHO MEDO DA PESSOA! EU JÁ TENHO MEDO DE PESSOAS SÓ POR ELAS SEREM PESSOAS. ANDAR COM A POSSIBILIDADE DE VIOLÊNCIA TÁ ME MATANDO.
EU QUERO IR EMBORA DAQUI...
Eu não quero ir aos lugares de carro pra não andar nas ruazinhas, eu quero é andar nas ruazinhas, porque elas são as mais bonitas.
Minha mãe tá indo me deixar e me buscar na parada, todo dia. Eu tô saindo o mínimo possível de casa. Não fui pro congresso de estudantes da ufc porque só de pensar nas ruazinhas que eu vou ter de passar a pé pra chegar lá, me dá PÂNICO. PÂ.NI.CO.
Não sei como tem gente que vive aqui porque gosta. Não consigo viver assim...
Eu vou pro interior deste país COM TODA CERTEZA. Só lá eu era livre...
Pensar que eu vivi 17 anos sem medo de nada além de mim mesma...