Who said that being alone is bad? Loneliness Is it a punishment? I understand that sometimes it's good to know that someone has perhaps a helping hand is often needed, but there are people who learn that being alone is the essence of their lives and may enjoy it. The downside is that loneliness is the dialectic of the company, and then seems to be more painful to wear when it falls on it and not know or do not believe have ever known.
My childhood was spent in the occasional company of my cousins, the desert of my toys and my fantasy scene. Sometimes, I felt that perhaps it would be good for another boy my age wanted to play that game with me that I had invented, then it was but a resounding silence of my room and the mewing of a cat. My friends from school (because for twelve long years I studied in school for girls) were just that, schoolmates, and beyond the classroom and sometimes the presence of my cousins \u200b\u200bat my grandparents had never met other friends or children.
In the solitude of my games, I saw how I built my own fantasies, how every time I walked away from the things that others did with their friends and learned the art of talking to herself and enjoy it. I have no brothers and then my only company was my mother who used to watch soap operas while I was away in a lonely world and dream that I built myself and all unknown, so I began to understand that it was for other " Solitude for me it was not, or at least did not feel that way. I think that perhaps this ambiguous concept and some regret that I kept my family, I was invited to walk and to stay with my uncles and cousins \u200b\u200band I, After one night, weeping in silence, I felt removed from what was really me, my imaginary castles of clouds and clear, from my mom. As I never had friends in the neighborhood, I got used to undertake solo adventures, you can never go skating with other children and I had again to be alone, skating alone, watching cartoons alone and do everything that children do have friends-less - alone. Thus passed the years of my infancy and childhood and I was becoming normal. Also
same way I spent my adolescence, engrossed in the solitude of my room, an old campus study before it was my grandfather. The only people my age who knew were, again my friends from school and sometimes more sporadically, and my cousins. And had no toys or castles in the air, so my new shelters became some old books, write a few words, silly music and finally a dog, these were my new friends, while all of my age were involved to live a teenager, I lived in my own way, is why some people thought I was half silly girl "who could not enjoy life."
In these circumstances, loneliness never conceived as a state of bitterness that others argue that unlike me not live, I learned to see the pleasant side to be without company to laugh, mourn, think and write my stuff alone in the four walls of my room, and to consider important the little company of a pet, of course, I never thought I be so stupid as some thought, just lived differently these stages life.
Today, at the beginning of my emerging adulthood, I managed to make some friends and I have romantic relationships, and in theory I'm not so lonely as it once was for others, however, the concept is different, because this "loneliness" that seemed to accompany my early years, he changed direction, it tastes different, I know from experience that being alone is not isolated to be a hermit, living in a cave as it did character in Jean Baptiste Suskind novel "Perfume ." No, loneliness has a different connotation in this case, and is to see how our life away from someone who dies having broken the old concept that hate since childhood, when in a blink of an eye decides to leave and separate from the road and when its absence creates a void never before imagined (perhaps because never before had that someone) that is now, to be truly alone.
Today I think the fantasy of imaginary castles and books were always a constant companion, my eternal friends that I can continue to use, so it is never completely alone, but after all, I think losing a friend who is believed to have found at last, is ultimately lose everything, perhaps because it is so difficult to find one.
song is right, Rolando Series (musician head of several grannies and some procreative) when he says in his song: Hello loneliness, no wonder your presence, almost always with me, greets an old friend This meeting is one more ...! Here goes:
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