Loneliness, I suspect, is the explanation for all the wild ranting and fighting on the internet on venues like Facebook, weblogs and chat sites. Loneliness is not good for your health. So many of us live alone now. Half of adults are unmarried. Baby boomers, like me, are often widowed and alone.
We've all flocked to the internet in search of companionship. What common ground can we find? Unfortunately, the answer is politics. This is the worst possible subject to broach in a virtual universe of strangers. So, what we most commonly find on the internet is enemies. We scream and curse at one another for violating one another's personal space. And, we're just looking for a companion and conversation.
I live alone, not by choice, but because I'm widowed. I get sick of being alone. My grandchildren have been my salvation. Babysitting them gets me out of the house and gives me useful companionship. If not for the grandkids, I might really be a basket case.
Re-marriage at my age is impossible. Too late. Too late for the struggle of acclimating and compromising. I don't want to mix up my financial and practical life with a person who will only be in my life for 5 to 10 years. I'm just about to turn 66. What sane woman would want to take on a partner who might become disabled at any moment? Marriage at my age might just be volunteering to care full time for an invalid. This, without the motivation of a firm, beautiful young body to stimulate lust.
I've been thinking about getting a dog. But, I'm sick of burying people and animals and dogs don't live that long. A pup might live out the 15 or so years I have remaining.
Doing and acting helps to lessen the loneliness. I try my best to keep busy with playing music, sketching, taking care of my home and my health. That's not enough, but it's all I've got.
During periods of extreme loneliness, I find myself spending more and more time on Facebook, with the inevitable screaming arguments. Thanksgiving weekend was tough. My girlfriend was sick and didn't visit, so I spent most of the weekend alone. Sure enough, by last night I was in crazy fights on Facebook.
What's the cure? I don't know.