I used to be able to separate being alone and being lonely. Lately though (like within the last year), I no longer am able to make that distinction. I seem to be stuck in a psychological prison of self-confinement. The door to the cell isn't even locked, but I act like it is. And, what is most troubling is even knowing all this, I remain in self-imposed isolation. I have had some success in reaching out to others and "connecting," but only in remedial ways. If I was 7 years old and first leaning social skills, it COULD be a reason to celebrate victory. But, now even though it is success, it only makes me feel pathetic.
Your statement, "...it gets me into trouble," is what prompted me to reply. I didn't really think I was getting myself into "trouble," but your perspective makes me realize I have strategically placed myself in a vulnerable position.
I am sorry you feel lonely, Michele.