In my current life situation I'm forced to be alone, and I manage most days okay. I find the hardest part is the silence. There are days I might go without talking once, and sometimes I literally talk to myself just to stop that happening, because it's oddly maddening.

I've lived for many years on my own before, though. Just something that happens. I feel that it's more important to feel loved, even if they are far away, than it is to be around others physically.