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I don't know how I'd feel if my life circumstances were different.
In the setting I live in, I crave aloneness all the time. I moved to a new state, 900 miles away, last spring.
I also moved my adult son and little grandson in with me. This place is twice as big as my old cottage, and my room is huge; truly a "retreat." Still, I spend all day at work in a room with 30 adolescents. The phone rings, the emails are buzzing, people are coming in, and everybody needs something. My life is really out of balance. Everyone needs something from me. My son needs my help with my grandson, as he is new to single parenting. My grandson needs me to mother him, as he no longer has one. My mother needs me to listen to her and hang out with her. My students need me to help them, their parents need me to listen and communicate, and my colleagues all need something. There is no one in my life who wants to be around me without needing something. I did have a small group of friends who just liked me, without needing me, before I moved. I still email them and talk to them on the phone every few weeks.
My mom has been nagging; a typical extrovert, she can't figure out why I haven't become better friends with my neighbors (I've met them and wave cordially; don't hang out), or gotten some sort of "social circle" together. I have no inclination to do so at all. Even the friend I have here, who only lives a few miles away, only hears from me every couple of months. I can go months without picking up a phone to call friends, and it's no big deal. I still care about them, I still like to talk to them, I just don't want to let anyone else into my precious time or space. I crave aloneness, and privacy, more than anything else. I'd rather log on and type a few anonymous conversations than hear the phone ring, because it is my choice. I can choose when to speak, when to lurk, and when to log off. No one needs me.
If my life were different, it would probably be more balanced. When I was married it was really no different; I had people I liked, but felt no need to socialize or talk to them regularly. Then and now, the last thing in the world I want is to have "company." I think that bothered my husband. He tended to be somewhat of an introvert, as well, but not like me. It turns out that he really did like to socialize with a small group of people; he just wanted to be passive. He wanted his wife to be the socializer, so he could tag along. Oops. My house is my sanctuary. So much so that this new place sits in the center of 6 acres at the end of a private dead-end road, next to miles of public land, and my neighbors new house is driving me crazy. He tore the old manufactured home, tucked below a little ridge, down. He built a big two story house that he keeps lighted up like a beacon way too close to our connecting fence. I'm planning to plant a privacy screen this spring along a 679 foot fence line.
When I'm invited somewhere after work or on the weekend, I always say I'll try to make it. I rarely do. Sometimes it is because I have business to take care of. Mostly it's because I need to be at home, with nobody else's energy around me.
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