For many years I did everything possible to escape feelings that even remotely resembled loneliness. Somewhere I had internalized the message that loneliness is something to be avoided, an indication that something is wrong or lacking in myself or in my life. When lonely feelings began to creep in, I had ways to cover them--read a book, have a snack, get busy, phone someone, say prayers, do anything but listen to my real experience.
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