...We need others to loved and we need to be loved by them. There is no doubt that without it, we too, like the infant left alone, would cease to grow, cease to develop, choose madness and even death."
-Leo F. Buscaglia
Isn't it just tragic how much loneliness takes a toll on our well being? Isn't it sort of pathetic and undermining how humans yearn for attention and companionship? Those who do grow up in isolation usually turn out to be oddballs with a variety of mental problems, who fit into society like peas grown outside of a pod. Their shape is so distorted from the abnormal growth process, that the pod they were originally supposed to have grown in can no longer house their disfigured little shapes.
Those poor, poor peas. My heart goes out to them.
A friendless existence is a funless one. People with no friends are often dubbed "losers", as if being alone makes it impossible for one to win.
I'd never want to be alone. Never ever. Just the thought of having nobody scares me. It's a world, 6 billion, last I heard.
I'm almost one hundred percent sure that of all those 6 billion want somebody. Somebody who they can relate to, somebody who shares their idea of a good time, just anybody, really.
To have no friends, no family, nobody who cares is probably the saddest of all possible existences. We need love and compassion to maintain a positive outlook, towards ourselves and towards everything else, really.
Many people have tried to figure out a solution to calculate happiness, and they've found that the obvious things, money and fame, provide only temporary satisfaction. That real, elongated and permanent happiness comes from love and the feeling of being loved.
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