I used to crave solitude. I grew up in a close-knit community and I was always surrounded by people and I felt suffocated; I didn’t have enough personal space and time. Then we moved. At first being alone felt great – I wrote more, did my own thing, wasn’t obligated to anyone. Six years on, I’m alone all the time. I have isolated everyone I cared about. I have no friends. I’m lonely! 🙁