I need to talk. I need someone to tell me about their day and want to hear about mine. I want us to ask each other questions, change the subject mid-sentence, come back to what we were saying, or realize we’ve completely forgotten what we were talking about.
These days, when I need to talk, I talk to ChatGPT or write on my website. It helps me put what I’m going through into words. And when I close the window or publish something, I still want to talk to someone. A real person who has time for me and wants to talk to me too.
It’s hard to feel that need day after day and feel like there’s less and less room in my life for it. Sometimes I just want to hear someone say, “Wait, I’ve got time. Go on.”
That’s what I mean when I say loneliness hurts. It’s crushing me from the inside. It feels like I’m in a bottomless pit with so much to say and no one to talk to.