“Loneliness and the feeling of being unwanted is the
most terrible poverty”
Mother Teresa
Those weeks from December, until
the first spring bulbs poke their heads above the ground and the March winds
blow scudding clouds across the sky to reveal the sun again, can be a trying
time for those living alone with chronic conditions like neuropathy, cancer,
HIV and many others. It’s a make or break time for many. They know that once
again they have to get through the pains of the holidays and the claustrophobic
jolliness that seems to take over the Western world. Often it’s a question of
nailing down the hatches and retreating into a sort of hibernation, until the
Hallmark peace, love and partying subsides again. Many sit resigned behind
their potted orchids on the windowsill and attempt to force down the rising
lump in their throats, while longing to join the rest of society rushing to the
madness in the malls, or visiting each other’s houses for family gatherings and
parties. They ‘sit and watch as time goes
by’ as Marianne Faithful once sang but are trapped in a bubble of misery
because they can’t or won’t make the effort to join in and aren’t wanted if
they do. It’s a growing problem among people living with long-lasting illness;
either because their friends have drifted away through death or disinterest, or
because they feel trapped by stigma, a lack of attractiveness or desirability,
or are lamed by pain or illness. The world doesn’t understand them and they
have lost all understanding and faith in the world they once knew and could
shine in.
And then came Corona, isolation,
quarantine and shielding to compound the
problem!!
With the nightmarish spread of
yet another invisible virus, the whole world has had to learn to live with
social isolation, fear and a new form of loneliness. For them it’s new and
alarming but in a way, people already living with serious illness are maybe
perversely, the best prepared of all of us. They’ve already learned what social
isolation is. Yes, we now have digital contact (some would say…too much of it…)
but nothing can replace a warm hug from a loved one can it? Can those long-term
sufferers be forgiven for feeling a little guilty smugness? Now you all know
what we’ve felt like for years! But this doesn’t mean that we’re heading
towards a whole new world order, full of compassion and understanding…ask those
leaders who’d cheerfully throw us all under the bus again to restore the economy
and their business portfolios. They’re by no means alone. Here in The
Netherlands, they’re already openly talking about how the needs of the elderly
and chronic sick, have to be measured up against the restoration of a healthy
economy in the future and that bitter pill just reinforces why profits and the
market are the only priorities for many people and push the weakest in our
society into a new and reinforced lonely corner.
Loneliness is like a paralysis.
The more alone you feel, the less able you are to
navigate the social currents that other people take for granted. It’s like a
fungus, or mould that creeps up onto your social skills and interactions before
you realise it. It forms a barrier to contact because you’re more acutely aware
of your ‘disease’ than ever. Loneliness perpetuates itself. The longer you’re
cut off from social interaction, the more insidious and all-embracing it becomes.
In the end, loneliness itself becomes a security blanket and it feels safer to
be wrapped up in it than to venture out into the cold, hard world of social
contact.
I know many of you secretly long for a day on your own at
Christmas, or Thanksgiving, or Chanukah or Diwali, or whatever but doesn't
everybody agree that being dateless, friendless and lonely at periods of
national rejoicing, is the WORST feeling in the world?
It’s not just a problem for the chronically sick of
course and neither is it confined to people living with serious conditions
within their own community. Apparently one in five people who visit the doctor
in the UK, are not physically ill but just want the company and someone with a
bedside manner to listen to their life. All sorts of illnesses are imagined to disguise
the shame of admitting loneliness. Doctors are at their wits end. In a climate
where they have to account for every minute of their time and Corona has forced
them into solely digital contact with their patients, they’re finding that
social work is accounting for 20% of their work load. It’s not that they don’t
want to help. In times past, a home doctor would see providing psychological
support as being integral to the job but these days the cold hearted accountants
who run and manage health services, see lonely people without ‘real’ illness as
being a drain on the system. Doctors end up either turning people away or
acting as unpaid therapists and see it as a growing societal problem without
any end in sight. It’s perhaps not surprising that this phenomenon shows itself
most clearly during the winter months but now it is reinforced by Corona, which
has thrown everybody into a state of isolation one way or the other. No wonder
the world is confused, divided and frightened – care structures have been
tipped over and if you were already lonely from one serious condition, now
you’re being pushed even further down the ladder – Corona (rightly or wrongly)
comes first!
“People who lead a lonely
existence always have something on their minds that they are eager to talk
about” Anton Chekov
Meanwhile many older people
with chronic, long term illnesses have frequently been indecently rejected by
employers, friends and family and left to fend for themselves…it’s a fact
world, we can’t gloss over it with platitudes. Their medication keeps them
alive but the quality of their lives has been reduced to living alone, on a
reduced income, often with reduced health and an spiralling feeling that
there’s no place for them in a hectic, modern and frequently digital, society.
It’s a vicious circle, in which that individual becomes more and more isolated,
suspicious and withdrawn.
However, it’s also wrong to
suppose that all these people are living entirely on their own and this is
where loneliness as a generation issue becomes less relevant. The lonely can be
found in every age group and in every social situation. On the dance floor, the
dinner table, the local community groups, hobbies and clubs… chronic, long term
illness doesn’t discriminate in terms of the age of its victims but it’s a
remarkably effective separator of a normally vital human being from his or her
peers.
So what do people do? It’s
often a choice between two evils: staying at home and building a life around
the TV and the Internet; or deliberately searching out places where people go
just for the feeling of having other people around you. In shops, you can
normally mingle and feel part of a crowd and even chat to assistants or other
shoppers but it’s often so superficial it can end up exaggerating the feeling
of isolation. And once again…then came Covid-19 and enforced social distancing
and the barriers to contact!!
If they’ve got the energy,
some people throw themselves into social media; into meaningless digital
encounters that provide fleeting psychological warmth without having to say
much at all. If they leave the house, you can see them sitting in the corners
of cafes, watching from a distance in the hope that someone will come and sit
down beside them. They’re also anonymous dark shadows in the dark corners of
society, hanging around in the hope of scoring a contact, however shallow and
superficial that may be. Unfortunately, sitting alone in a burger bar, unless
you have a fantastic aura, is more likely to send out signals that result in
rejection than attraction. But mainly, there’s nothing more unattractive than
desperation. And again…corona has fixed their situations in stone!
The internet is possibly the
worst possible invention for lonely people and unhappy people peering hopefully
from behind a thumbnail profile picture are quickly identified and dismissed.
The internet is largely safe but frustrating and you begin to long for the next
‘visit’ to your profile but they rarely result in real life meetings.
Even if you have a group of
friends for whom you mask your loneliness with Oscar quality acting; their
clapping you on the back and applause at what a great life you have, can make
you long for that one friend who can intuitively see behind the mask and see
what a mess you really are.
Similarly, drink and drugs,
smoking, over eating and the TV, are well-known refuges for the lonely. They’re
anaesthetics for the soul but so, so dangerous and even more alienating for the
remnants of your friends circle.
However, it’s wrong to assume
that lonely people are suicides waiting to happen. Unfortunately for some, the
cycle goes on too long and ends up with such unhappiness and lack of self-worth
that they end up taking their own lives but most people become lonely and stay
lonely without ever becoming suicidal. They want to escape the spiral and want
to return to the social fold and be the people they once were but either
exhaustion, or illness, or constant rejection force them back into introverted
sadness. Loneliness breeds loneliness and sometimes the more you try to pull
yourself out of it the more you’re sucked into its quicksand.
So what can we do about it?
First of all, if and when the
virus disappears and your
life becomes a whirl of social engagements, family gatherings and you begin to
overdose on feast and fun, remember that hundreds of thousands of people are
out there on the streets, in their homes and even among your own circles and
they’re dying inside for want of a cuddle, either physical or emotional…and
even digital.
They’re not going to come to you, so it’s a question of summoning
up the will power to do something, however small. It’s possible that you
already know someone in that situation so just letting them know that you’re
there if needed will work wonders. You can’t adopt a lonely person – like dogs,
they’re not just for Christmas… and if the very best you can do is think about
them, then maybe the opportunity will come at a later date to be a meaningful
part of someone’s life. They’re not a project and you can’t rush in like an
emotional bulldozer determined to sweep their woes away. You’ve got to be subtle
and sensitive and above all committed. You may be rejected; they may be rude to
you, or aggressive and you’ll need to know when to butt out but they still need
you, even if it’s only a phone call, a text or an e-mail away. Lonely people
are not ‘Losers’ with a capital ‘L’ so please don’t label them that way,
however easy that is to do. They may be older or younger, loneliness is like any
other chronic condition; it doesn’t discriminate but a sympathetic ear can help
restore someone’s self-worth…so long as you know!
You know the pleasure you get
when a single snowflake falls on your tongue…that’s the pleasure brought by a
touch on the shoulder, or a hand on your arm, telling you that someone really
cares – its value can’t be overestimated.
I’d researched the facts and
written another thousand words for this article but in the end, decided to
ditch the lot (what you’ve just read is depressing enough!!). The problem is
obvious and swathes of statistics and percentages will only make the reader
glaze over. This article is also not autobiographical and this ‘sad, old git’
is not writing a cry for help but I have been there and know that many of you
will have been there too. If your life is good right now, remember that thanks
to the current virus, this year is exactly the opposite for so many others.
Clicking on the link below may
open your eyes to how big a problem this is in modern society in general and a
pandemic has hugely exaggerated the issue. Stats and percentages are there if
you want them but we do lonely people a huge disservice if we reduce them to
statistics alone.
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