Four years ago today was when I almost left this planet when I wrecked my motorcycle*. Today, I so wanted to celebrate life with someone (or someones, even anyone) but when I looked around, I found I have no friends. My ‘prewreck’ life was spent running business and making the ‘good life’ so coveted by the world but in doing this solo ended up making me an unintentional hermit, which is the opposite of who I am.
To date, post-wreck life has been a time of trials & blessings, of dreams dying, of learning & growing but still…, the isolation, both by where I live and a lack of a circle of friends. I feel great things on the horizon but it has been a year of limbo. I am lost and lonely. I need laughter, conversation. touch, motion, action, community, you know…, the give and take of it all – the energy of beings in close proximity of each other.
So any advice (other than ‘get out there’ because I don’t know where ‘there’ is) and insights would be appreciated because I feel caged and trapped though I know I am free