https://www.healthygamer.gg/blog/feel-lonely-even-when-surrounded-by-peopleWas just talking to my old “friend” who left her husband and may or may not be having an MLC. She sent me a stupid meme that said “psychology says if a person laughs too much, even at stupid things, he is deeply lonely inside.” She followed that up quickly with another text that simply said “I’m lonely.”
She is currently holed up in a Caribbean hideaway and has not seen or spoken to her husband in many many months. (I documented some of this on the vanishers thread.) Usually when I hear from her, it involves her crossing a boundary or doing something selfish. This time felt different. So I called her to see if she was OK, thinking she might want to open up and have an authentic conversation.
We had an interesting talk about loneliness. She appears to be living completely in the past, romanticizing it as a time when she was always happy and never lonely. She reminded me that there were 200 at one of my birthday parties and I knew them all. And I told her that none of them *knew* me because I wore a mask and never, ever let my guard down for anyone. All I ever wanted in my life was to be known and understood, but I self-sabotaged constantly, making it so that no one could actually know me. Everything was superficial and shallow. I was desperate to open up to someone, but instead I just pretended to be what everyone wanted me to be. And as a result, I was always surrounded by people. And I was always lonely.
I wore that mask until I met my former husband and he felt so familiar (though I didn’t realize then that that familiarity was not a good thing). Early on I felt this false safety that I now know was him prepping me for his narcissistic abuse. But then, he felt like the home I’d been craving, it felt like safety. Early on he let me open up in a way I never had and it was a feeling I can’t even describe. I didn’t know then he was just information gathering, storing away all of my greatest fears and biggest wishes and deepest traumas to later use against me.
I was my real self throughout my marriage and then he “threw me away” - but not before he told me that it had all always been a lie, my true self was not good enough, was “less than.” It would’ve been so easy to go back to wearing a mask and being completely self protecting after that but I instead went straight back to therapy. She appears to have opted for a different path, one where she wallows in old memories and tries to re-create them in the present, even though those old memories aren’t even real because we weren’t our real selves back then.
I think the difference is I was discarded and she was the discarder. The experience of being discarded forced me to re-examine, forced me to face the truth about the masks I used to wear and why (a lengthy ongoing process). She didn’t have to dig deep inside because she is the one who left, so she’s simply trying to go back to a time she has not been forced to really look at and dissect. I wonder if hearing my experience will have any impact on her. Probably not right now, she doesn’t really seem in a place to really take in what I said. But she heard it and she may think about it. Someday.
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The desire to be loved is the last illusion. Give it up and you shall be free. ~ Margaret Atwood