I realise this is an odd place for a 33-year-old guy, to post, but I came across a thread from a few years ago on loneliness and felt I needed to share my story.
In 2013, I broke up with my first girlfriend. We'd been together between the age of 21-29. We had good times, but it ended badly – she left me for someone else and told me over text.
After wallowing for several months, I got myself into gear and set about getting a career I could be proud of. This involved returning to study at the age of 31 and moving to London where I didn’t know anyone. I had assumed that everyone on my course would be in similar circumstances to me – free, single, and keen to make new connections. In fact, of the 50-odd people on my course, most already lived in London, and were already in long-term relationships. Of the 8 guys on the course, I was the only one without a girlfriend.
I did make wonderful friends, but I also began to feel lonely, particularly coming home each day by myself, to no-one, and feeling that everyone else was going home to a significant other. I did join clubs, and I had regular social outings with friends. I made a concerted effort to get to know people and was even told that I was the most sociable person on the course. I had plenty of people to do things with, but I had no-one to do “nothing” with.
Weekends were the worst. My friends were always tied up with family, existing friends, or partners. In two years in London, I can probably count on two hands the number of times I saw friends on a weekend. I had to set myself targets of talking to 10 random people just so that I had some interaction.
I really started to miss having that special someone, or at least the possibility. There was a girl on the course I thought something could develop with, but I misread it completely and was more-or-less rejected out of hand.
When other people say they are single, it seems they just don’t yet have an official title with anyone and are free to see whoever they want. When I say I’m single, it means I have not felt the affectionate touch of another human being in almost 5 years, and it’s been so long since I’ve kissed anyone that I’m afraid I’ve forgotten how. I feel in some awful catch-22 situation where I need to have confidence to do something about the loneliness, but feel unconfident because I’m lonely and feel there must be something wrong with me. It doesn’t help I was bullied as a child and have hang-ups about my physical appearance – I had a cleft lip that was corrected but I still have a scar, and slight speech impediment as a result. I need to wear hearing aids which makes me feel old and ugly. I can make friends with most girls but, apart from once, I have never felt that anyone views me as someone they would go out with.
I have now moved back home to start my career and really enjoy my job. I still find however, that even working in a female-dominated industry, most of the women I meet at work are in relationships, and any that aren’t are in their very early-20s and just seem too young. I rarely see anything of my friends from home and most of them are married and it feels like they fit me in as and when.
I put on a good front, but inside it does get quite painful and feels like I’m someone who is just going to be lonely. I guess I am not really asking for advice or sympathy, but the hardest thing is that it feels taboo to say to anyone that you feel lonely, and what if I do spend the rest of my life alone?
I can’t scream it from the rooftops, as much as I would like to, but I feel now at least I have broken my silence. Maybe I can find some solace in that.