Dear me,
I am writing this for posterity because no matter how deep I bury it, it bubbles to the surface and engulfs me. I cannot lie to myself by continuing to paint on this cheerful façade.
I am lonely.
(It's easier to write the words than to vocalise them to another person)
Do not misunderstand this. This loneliness does not stem from the fact that I live on my own – do no not believe I could flat share with students anymore after having the luxury of having more than just a bedroom to call my own. My flat is my safe space, where I can shut the entire world out in an instant. Yet I still must contend with the thoughts that are going around inside my head, spiralling out of proportion. Irrational thoughts.
I moved to Edinburgh for university in September 2016, leaving all my family and friends behind. I love this city, it is beautiful, and many people have said to me that they do not think I will move back to Yorkshire when I complete my degree as I seem so settled, and maybe they are right. Maybe.
Intially, I made a small collection of new friendships through work and university and life seemed great, yet none of these seemed to stand the test of time, meaning that I became more of an acquaintance to them, only coming into contact with each other via establishments rather than planned social events.
I know that this could have been down to my ability to exist in my own little bubble and do my own thing, but it becomes awfully tiresome when the only company you have is yourself.
Edinburgh is a small city, yet I somehow feel lost in a sea of individuals.
I do not eniretly know what to do? What can I do in this situation? Go out and meet new people? I have done and i seem to end up with a bigger collection of acquantances, rather than the sturdy support network of friends that people crave.
-sigh-
I could very well be overthinking but I feel like my mind is less cloudy after writing this.
Joanna <3



