by James Wallace Harris, 9/3/25
I spend most of my time alone, but I seldom feel lonely. However, there are moments when I do feel lonely. My old friend Connell, whom I’ve known for almost sixty years, has disappeared from my life. Whenever I think about how I can’t talk to him anymore, I feel lonely. That’s true for all the people I’ve known who have died or I’ve lost contact with.
One of the side effects of getting old is the sense of losing people and moving towards solitude. As Susan and I’ve gotten older, we talk less. There’s less need. But if she were gone, I would be very lonely. At least I think I would.
Loneliness appears to be related to having someone to talk to when you want to talk. That if we had nothing to say, we might not be lonely.
Several friends have told me they feel lonely at parties. I’ve experienced that. Being in a room full of people and having no one to talk to does make you feel lonely. But I’ve also been to parties, talking to no one, and been entirely content. What’s the difference between those two situations?
I’ve read that millions of people have found AI friends to talk with. Many even claim that such communication is better than they have with people. Is the inability to express oneself a cause of loneliness?
I once had a TIA in the middle of the night, where I had no words in my mind. I wasn’t afraid. I saw Susan in the bed next to me, but I didn’t have anything to say. I didn’t panic. I didn’t feel like I was missing anything. I went into the bathroom and sat. I just looked around. Looking back, I wonder if that is how animals feel? Eventually, the alphabet bubbled up into my thoughts, and then words came back. I began to name things like Adam.
I did not feel lonely then. Just a kind of serenity. Does language make us lonely?
In recent months, two situations have triggered a feeling of loneliness. I crave listening to music with someone, like I used to do when I was a teenager. Sharing music used to mean something. And second, I want to watch old movies with someone who also loves to watch old movies. This makes me think of social media and how people love to share things online. Is not being able to share things you love with other people a cause of loneliness?
Before I was married, I remember dating. Not having anyone was lonely. But sometimes having sex could be extremely lonely. There are moments in life when you get as physically close as two people can possibly get, and yet your feelings seem to be on two different frequencies. That feels very lonely.
There are times when I feel something that I want to share, but I don’t know anyone who would relate to that feeling. Or, I can’t find the right words to say to someone who might. Is expressing or sharing feelings related to loneliness?
One reason I don’t feel lonely is that I read books. I’ve been a lifelong bookworm. Should I have substituted books for people? Can anyone express themselves by talking as some people can by writing? Does listening to someone soothe loneliness? Either verbally or by reading?
This essay conveys an idea that came to me in the middle of last night. I doubt I could have verbally expressed my thoughts. It would take too long. An inability to verbalize our thoughts or feelings could be another cause of loneliness.
Having another person around might not be the only solution to loneliness.
JWH
Nostalgia is what makes me feel lonely mostly. I’m 78 and as time goes on most of our lives are in the past now and that to me, is what nostalgia is. It’s like a fading away of our lives and all the good memories, good connections with people, wonderful vacations, for many, memories of a good marriage and family life.
I think the loneliness is often for the past and not the present. Sometimes a scene in a movie or some solemn music or a simple picture brings back the past in an instant and that can sure make you feel lonely for what it was.
Anyway, just my point of view it’s true for me, but not necessarily others
having been misanthropic for most of my life, at least since i got out of high school, it’s probably not surprising that i’ve become more reclusive as i’ve aged; as charles bukowski allegedly told jim morrison, “i don’t hate people. i’m just happier when they’re not around.’ by the way, i tried to call connell awhile back at the last number i had for him; it was out of service.