When we think of the word “alone” some might think “lonely”, others might think “on my lonesome”, and the edgy comedics might think “in my dark solitude.” These are all different ways to say that we are alone, and I stand among them. Anyone could feel alone. They could even be alone surrounded by hundreds of people, or the entirety of their space could be devoid of people and they’d still feel as if they were not alone. There are times where people are physically alone, and others where they’re emotionally alone, sometimes even both at the same time.
Some times that I feel alone is when I’m physically by myself and I don’t have the ability to change it, that’s when I start to feel isolated, and it is a terrifying feeling, to feel alone when there is nothing you can do about it.
One instance of me feeling physically alone, is when my father, step-mother, step-brother and I were going off-roading. My step-brother and I sat in the bed of the truck for a little bit while my dad was driving down a flat-ish path. It was sprinkiling freezing cold rain but we didn’t care. Later, both my step-brother and I were back in the truck, we had come upon a path that led to some ice caves. The other three wished to go and check it out because it was only a mile walk, but I was cold and didn’t want to. So, off they went. I waited and waited and waited, for almost two hours before I started worrying. I was alone and I didn’t know if I could do anything to help them or myself, or to change my current postion. Turns out, when they returned almost four hours later, that the signage lied and it was actually a six mile hike to said ice caves.
While being alone is nice most of the time, being alone when you have no choice in the matter is a whole different thing entirely.
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