{"id":39172,"date":"2018-08-27T08:00:03","date_gmt":"2018-08-27T15:00:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.goodtherapy.org\/blog\/?p=39172"},"modified":"2019-07-24T09:23:32","modified_gmt":"2019-07-24T16:23:32","slug":"help-i-have-no-one-to-talk-to","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.goodtherapy.org\/blog\/dear-gt\/help-i-have-no-one-to-talk-to","title":{"rendered":"Help! I Have No One to Talk To"},"content":{"rendered":"

Dear GoodTherapy,<\/span><\/p>\n

Ever since my dad died last year, I have had no one to talk to. And really, I had no one to talk to for the last three years of his life, ravaged as he was by Alzheimer\u2019s<\/a>.<\/p>\n

I don\u2019t have any other family. I have no close friends, no husband or boyfriend, and no children. It\u2019s just me and my constant companions: emptiness<\/a>, loneliness<\/a>, and my 8-year-old dog Roxie. When she goes, my life will truly be meaningless. Sometimes I hope she outlives me. If God had told me this would be my life, I would have stayed put.<\/p>\n

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I\u2019m not kidding when I say I can go three or four days without saying a word to anyone. I write, but it\u2019s just for me (except this letter). Writing is like talking to myself, so that\u2019s something, I guess. And it keeps me from losing track of language altogether. Sometimes I feel like I\u2019m starting to lose my mind the way Dad did.<\/p>\n

So now that you know how pathetic my life is, go ahead and tell me there is \u201chope\u201d if only I do this, that, and the other thing. I probably won\u2019t believe you, but I wouldn\u2019t be writing if I had given up completely.\u00a0\u2014In Solitary<\/strong><\/p>\n

Dear Solitary,<\/span><\/p>\n

Your letter inspires my curiosity, not my advice. I\u2019m not going to tell you to do anything because I believe you already know what to do\u2014you\u2019re just not ready. Perhaps you\u2019re too mad or too sad. Both, maybe? What I will say is caring for your dad for three years took a lot out of you. You\u2019re flattened, your energy seemingly used up.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s time for renewal. I think that\u2019s why you wrote this letter. I don\u2019t know what you do to care for yourself. I don\u2019t know what you like to do, what you\u2019d like to learn to do, or what you\u2019d like to do differently, but you probably know the answers. Knowing what to do can be a lot easier than doing it, of course.<\/p>\n

I\u2019m not sure what you mean when you write, \u201cIf God had told me this would be my life, I would have stayed put.\u201d Stayed put where? In a different house, job, city, state, state of existence? There are hints of hopelessness<\/a> in your words, but there is always hope<\/a>. Sometimes it helps when someone removed from your situation points it out. Speaking of hope, I hope you will consider working with a therapist<\/a> for this reason. No good therapist is going to tell you what to do, but they will walk with you through the hardest parts until you see your own way forward.<\/p>\n

Can you use your compassion and commitment for yourself, too? If not, why not?<\/span><\/p>\n

Had you always lived with your father? Had you always lived the same way? You cared for your dad, Alzheimer\u2019s and all, for three years. You know plenty about commitment and devotion to others. I wonder where and how you learned. Did someone once care for you that way? Can you use your compassion<\/a> and commitment for yourself, too? If not, why not?<\/p>\n

I have a lot of questions. Maybe too many. Do you ever question yourself? You write, so I\u2019m guessing you do.<\/p>\n

You are clearly lonely, but you know how to reach people if you want. You\u2019ve put yourself in solitary confinement. I wonder what you\u2019ve done to deserve this. Or what you think you\u2019ve done.<\/p>\n

Is it punishment or choice? Maybe you like having time alone, too. After all, you don\u2019t have to take care of anybody except yourself and your dog.<\/p>\n

You think your life is “pathetic”? I don’t think so. I think you\u2019ve got plenty going for yourself. You just need to decide to use what you have.<\/p>\n

Take care,<\/p>\n

Lynn Somerstein, PhD, NCPsyA, C-IAYT<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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