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“Truth Hurts” — Lizzo
I can’t tell if this is the worst year of my life or one of the best. I’ve learned some harsh lessons the hard way as we head into the last couple months of 2019. What I do know, is that the truth hurts.
Here are some lessons that stand out (and continually slap me across the face in the form of a harsh, cold reality):
Loneliness Wears Many Masks
It’s funny that we live in a society where we are always “on” and readily available. We can get food to our door in a matter of minutes, a warm body lying next to us with just a swipe, 24/7 fitness centers, and workspaces, yet we are such a lonely generation.
Loneliness takes many forms — it looks like desperation. We trade one desperation for another because we are, at the root of it all — lonely. Loneliness looks like the bottle of wine you finished by yourself last night. It can look like random DM’s from your douche bag of 2017 who is away on business and out of his girlfriend’s loving grasp. Loneliness looks like you hitting up your ex because you are romanticizing about your tumultuous relationship while listening to the newest Halsey single on your commute home.
We brush our loneliness off as harmless, but it is that very notion leads me to think that loneliness is dangerous.
