I had always thought that choosing a solitary life was a valid option. I even believed that isolating myself from the world and its people was the best way to live. That feeling of not being contaminated by the world and its wickedness. You cannot break the heart of someone who lives alone, surrounded by nature, peace, and silence. I had always kept control in moments of solitude.

I didn’t realize that solitude, just as it is addictive, can also be deeply depressing. It is invaluable to come home and find everything in peace and harmony. But likewise, coming home and having no one to talk to, facing every problem alone, and knowing the next day will be the same, is one of the saddest sensations that can exist. After experiencing a profound loneliness-induced depression a few months ago, I realized how wrong I had been and decided that this is not the way I want to live.

Although there are moments in life when being alone is necessary, it cannot last forever, nor is it truly a valid option. It is also true that solitude is not something one chooses. Life leads us into situations where we must learn to endure it. However, we must find a way not to feel alone without sacrificing our peace. We are social beings, and we do not function in isolation. Something breaks within us, and it can only be repaired by sharing love with those we care about.