To be lonely is to feel that you’re the only one who understands you. To be lonely is to be convinced that there is a wall between you and the world. To be lonely is to be unable to take part in normal activities. To be lonely is to be unhappy.
Alone and lonely are not the same. I had no problems being alone. Alone means comfortable to do things with no one around. Being lonely means that there are things in this life worth doing which can only be done when shared with another person, but there is no one with whom you can share. It leaves you cold, sad, angry. Loneliness becomes bitterness all too easily.
Alone and not feel lonely. But to be both at once? Eventually, you become used to being lonely. If you’re lucky, you are numb. If you are unlucky, you feel it every day, like a “phantom limb” something should be there but isn’t.
