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Is loner same as depression. Am I depressed. I guess I am, most of the time, like most of the people I know. But I think there is more to a loner than just depression. There is a kind of hole, a hiatus in the soul., so to say.

Even in the non-depressed state, even when everything is going smooth, or seems to be going smooth, the sense of loneliness never deserts you. That is a constant companaion, ever faithful.

Yes I would say I am rather depressed. ALthough I have no idea why. And I would say I am a loner, apart from the depression. It is like watching the world from the stands. You know, like a movie. Things happen all around you, to people you adore and love, to strangers. Things that leave you feeling sad and helpless. Same as watching a movie.

There isn't anything I can do about it.

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Anonymous said…
Yes, Loner, there is something you can do about it.
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