This Is What Social Isolation Looks Like

It’s winter.  It’s cold.  It’s dark.  I’ve been socially isolating.  There, I said it.

I’m guessing I might not be alone.  Social isolation in grief is oh so common.  Social isolation in winter is oh so common.  Conversations about social isolation?  Not so common.  We reference social isolation a lot around here, but we have never had a whole post about it. Seeing as I have recently been in the depths of social isolation, it seemed time to change that.

First, let’s get some misconceptions out of the way.

Social isolation is not the same as alone time or solitude.

Social isolation is not introversion.

Okay, so what is social isolation? Don’t worry, I’m getting there.

What Does Social Isolation Look Like?

This probably seems obvious.  Social isolation looks like isolating oneself from other people, right?  Right.  But it isn’t always that simple.  Sometimes social isolation isn’t just holing up at home and watching Netflix. It can be more nuanced.  Let’s use my own social isolation as a little case study, in the form of a little self-interview:

Have you left the house? 

Sure.  I have been going to work, running errands, going to the movies, going to yoga.  I see other people all the time.

Have you been answering your phone?

Uhhhh . . . . not exactly.

Have you been replying to text messages?

Hmmmm . . . yes.  Usually when someone finally texts me a question like

Have you gotten together with any friends or family socially?

Wellllllll . . .  I had dinner with someone a few weeks ago I think.  Or maybe it was a month ago.  And I always chat politely with the guy at the counter when I pick up my carry-out falafel.

Have you lied and said you weren’t feeling well to decline or cancel plans?

It wasn’t lying, I am mentally not feeling well!!!

Here is the thing about social isolation: there are cases that it looks like hiding in the house 24/7 with no outside contact.  But often it doesn’t look like that.  Many people who are socially isolating are like me – they are still getting out and doing things.   When you going to work or school, the gym, you kids’ events, etc so it is easy to say, “I’m not socially isolating, I’m out and about”.  But it is the content of that time that is important.  Seeing other people and engaging in meaningful social interaction are two very, very different things.  I might have gone to yoga and seen 20 other people there.  That doesn’t mean I am not socially isolating.  Sure, the yoga was great for my physical and mental health in other ways, but it wasn’t social engagement if I didn’t talk to anyone!

What Does Social Isolation Feel Like?

Many people hear the words “social isolation” and make a lot of assumptions about what it feels like, so let’s keep this case study going to answer some feelings questions.

Your social isolation has felt completely terrible, right?

Wrong.  My social isolation felt pretty great, especially early on.  I didn’t have to worry about or think about anyone but myself.  I didn’t have to answer the question “how are you doing?”.  I didn’t have to worry about anyone else’s needs.  Not only did it not feel completely terrible, there were moments it felt glorious.

Well, if it felt pretty great then is wasn’t a problem, right? 

Unfortunately, wrong.  When I was just taking a break and getting a little alone time, that wasn’t a problem.  But that wasn’t social isolation, that was me being balanced and meeting my solitude needs.  The problem was when I started actively ignoring people, avoiding people I love and care about, and not opening myself up to anyone else’s feedback, support, perspective, or anything else.

You’re writing a post about your social isolation now, so did you know all along you were socially isolating?

Nope, not at all.  At first I was just taking some happy, healthy alone time.  I used the fact that I needed a break and that it was, at first, a good thing to stay in denial once it was creeping from alone time into isolation.  Then I rationalized by saying things to myself like, “I’m still getting out and doing things – I’m going to yoga, I’m going to see movies, I’m going to work, it’s fine”.  Even though I know one can do all those things and still be socially isolating, I didn’t want to admit that is what I was doing.

So when did you know it was a problem?  Was it when it started to feel bad?

No, it really wasn’t.  I knew it was a problem when I looked at my text messages and realized I hadn’t replied to the last five people who had texted me, even though they were people I really love.  I didn’t want to reply to them, it felt good not to have to interact with anyone, it felt good not to have to tell them how I was doing [not great] or deal with questions like do you want to get dinner [nope, not really] but I rationally knew it wasn’t a good thing.  Ultimately I knew it would create distance between us that I didn’t want.  I knew if I kept ignoring people they would stop reaching out (not because they are bad friends, but because if you ignore someone long enough and don’t tell them what is going on or what you need from them, they will probably eventually assume you want them to back off), and then it would be even harder for me to stop isolating.  So it still felt good to be isolating, even though rationally I knew it wasn’t good.

What do you do about social isolation?

Good question.  There is no one answer of how to break the cycle of social isolation.  As someone starting to come out the other side, I can tell you some things I have been doing and share some other tips and tricks.

  • Stop rationalizing. I had to remind myself that telling the teenage girl who served me my popcorn at the movie theatre that I liked her earring did not count as social interaction.  I had to look at the stories I was telling myself that were allowing me to believe that my isolation wasn’t a problem.
  • Tell people you’re isolating. Seriously, this is hard and feels crazy, but it works.  After ignoring a text for three days, some friends of mine received replies like
  • It is okay to ease back in slowly and be selective. Reaching out to someone doesn’t mean you have to jump back in to book clubs and dance parties tomorrow.  Some of my friends who got the text above, then got a text like
  • Sometimes you need to do things you don’t want to do. I know, it sucks.  But our brains do this annoying thing where sometimes things feel good even when they aren’t good for us, so we have to act against our brains.  Push yourself.  Say yes to an invitation, even if you aren’t up for it, just to start breaking the isolation habit and to connect with someone you love. Remember that just because we don’t want to do something it doesn’t mean there aren’t benefits to doing it!
  • Ask a safe and trusted person for help. Consider who in your support system might be best able to gently support you out of your social isolation cycle and ask them for some help.  Do something low key with them.  Ask them to check in with you regularly.  Ask them to keep inviting you and pushing you, even when you aren’t being cooperative.
  • Remember that social isolation and social anxiety are different (though they can be related). If the reason you are isolating is because of fear and anxiety about interacting with people, professional support for social anxiety is important.  Reaching out to a counselor or therapist can be hugely helpful.
  • If your friends disappeared after a loss, your isolation may feel outside of your control. Check out some of our posts on managing friends disappearing.  This may mean finding a new support system or reaching back out and re-establishing some old relationships.
  • If you have been isolating so long that people stopped reaching out, take the first step. Reach out to those people.  Apologize if you need to.  Explain what you have been going through.  Tell them you are trying to dig out of that isolation pit and would love to get together.  It isn’t easy, but it is doable.    Grab your phone.  Right now.
  • Remember, you can still have plenty of solitude and alone time. Life is all about balance.  Breaking out of social isolation doesn’t mean you have to stop that healthy and valuable practice of getting alone time.  It just means that you keep it in check.

Had experience with social isolation?  Tell us about it – leave a comment!

February 10, 2018

33 responses on "This Is What Social Isolation Looks Like"

  1. So…. I’m curious.. what do you call it when someone actually does not leave the house, they have no parents, spent most of life homeless and now hide in a council flat they do not feel safe in? they don’t have a job, they have children alone and therefore even if they wanted a job or a hobby, it’s not an option. if isolation is a lack of meaningful connection, what do you call it when someone has no connection or even small talk with any adult whatsoever? At this point in time, a fake friend may be better than no friend.

    • I am sorry that none ever replies to these things. Are you in the U.K.? What is a council flat? At any rate, your situation sounds awful, and I am very sorry. I think that good Christian men and women (of whom I am not one) WILL find peace in the next life. I am sorry if that sounds like hollow cant, but I do believe it. However, at the risk of lecturing you on how best to do so, you simply must do right by your children, even if that results in sacrificing yourself in the process. Righteous charity will not go unrewarded in the next life.

    • Chronic loneliness. Seriously, it’s a thing and I deal with it. I give the term a good internet search and you will find resources and articles outlining what you described. Good luck!

  2. I never knew if this was actually a thing or not, but good to know that it is! After a really bad breakup, I decided to take some time completely alone, I still go out to club with some friends but I still cancel on people because “ I don’t feel good” But my reason of having a little of the social asolation is good to really get to know myself , and just work on my future. I want to get to know myself and what I am capapable of.

  3. What a horribly depressing comment section. Widows, be glad you ever found someone like that. Most people will never know the love you shared. Quite being a selfish bitch and cherish the time you had, not mourn YOUR loss. Harsh, yes, but you needed to hear it. Generally, people suck and do not know how to comfort or support others. Accept that there is no one out there that can help, and appreciate those that try. True compassion is rare. Reject it if you will, but you will regret it later. Also, let the truth out, tell others that you are miserable and suffering. They may not have the answer but at least they will be able to detect you are not lying to them. That is why they give up on you, you are lying to them. And to yourself. Death is part of life. Find something to live for again, or you are already dead.

    • This statement of yours truly irks me. Yes you need to try to help yourself eventually but you are being highly insensitive. You speak of the comment section being negative yet your comment is the most negative. Yeah I understand being blunt but you can be blunt without being cruel. And true compassion is not hard to find, you just believe it is. Please try not to be so condescending. Depression does go away with a poor just because people are trying to help you through. 9/10 times, depression never goes away. My life is amazing right now, yet I still get depressed, and I’ve been dealing with it since childhood. Try to tone down your cruel negativity, please.

  4. I didn’t know what it was until now. This is exactly who I am today. But I am in a B-school and am not sure if I can trust anyone to help me get out of it. Also, I haven’t lost anyone I love. Not sure how I ended up like this.

  5. As my friends died off due to alcohol, drugs, cancer i am left on my own and have been for a few years. No wife or kids. Isolation is like slow death; you go through the motions. Work and save money, although I don’t know for what. Feels like i’m just passing time until i’m dead.

  6. I am alone all the time. I had a brain bleed when I was 8, and brain surgery. I do not know what I would have been like if that had not happened. I hated school, but had some friends. I had a big family growing up, but don’t see them much. We are all old now. I am 68. My sister stopped dealing with me 10 years ago, and refuses to talk. We were once very close. In 1975 I married one of the best. Then in 1986 he was told he had idiopathic cardiomyopathy of the heart. My husband died at 48 years old in 1997, and was sick for 10 years previous to dying. We loved each other, and we were happy. Those were the best years. We have a son who is a great guy, a successful person with a family. After he married, our relationship changed. We don’t see each other but once a year. I am mentally ill -depression, mood disorder, anxiety, social anxiety, etc., that started as a child after the brain surgery. No one understands, no one likes to be with me much, and if they are, no one hears what I say. I am visually impaired from the brain bleed and do not drive. I gave up a son when I was pregnant too young in the days when you were banished for being pregnant and unmarried. I have been alone for so long like this, I am running out of hope. Just now while writing this I had to stop because I got the scared feeling. I am smart and a good person. I am afraid.

    • Dear Irene , never give up on yourself no matter what, its never late to reprogram the brain for more happy thought! That will manifest lots of good things. I am so lucky to come across your story …..
      stay blessed, and remember love is life, life is love!

  7. Right on target article as well as everyone’s response to it. It seems to me that the more we are/were connected to our loved one who was lost, the more we seem to be isolating ourselves in our grief. The closer our relationship was, the more painful, longer lasting and socially alienating our grief will be. One need only read poets who write about great loss and its easy to see how accurate this is.
    When I lost my husband 6 years ago, I threw myself into work and stayed busy as hell, but had a hard time connecting with others around me. My daughter was so traumatized from the loss, she was unable to go to school for the rest of the school year. She said she was unable to wear her smiling mask for another day before I took her out of school. It’s difficult to go on, to go out into the world, to pretend that all is well, when a connection to a wonderful individual, whom we deeply loved cared about, is lost forever.
    I never felt that I could communicate this to others around me/us. Missing someone whom I love(d) this much, was emotionally paralyzing.
    This is why I was unable to socialize or go through the motions of normalcy. My best friend and neighbor, who lost her husband suddenly to a heart attack only 5 months prior to mine, did not suffer this greatly. She moved on rather quickly, cleared out his things from the house within months and was married again within a year. Her first marriage wasn’t a bed of roses and though she grieved and missed him initially, after her new marriage, she said she hadn’t been this happy her entire life. She didn’t have to grief this deeply or be socially isolated or depressed for years, when she lost her first husband. She continues to be happily married …
    I feel this to be true when reading many different accounts of loss. The price we pay for enjoying exceptional relationships with exceptional people. When they die, the loss pierces that much deeper. They leave a big hole in the world of the grieving survivors.
    It is sad that our culture does not recognize this or better accommodate grieving individuals, who suffer greatly and ARE socially isolated. Especially the elderly.
    Continued small gestures like sending kind cards, leaving a meal on the doorstep, just coming over or calling to ask ” how are you?” can make a difference and break the isolation briefly. In an ideal world the grieving would be supported lovingly by their community( neighbors, friends, relatives, not necessarily just a parish they belonged to) , continually with no time limit. With understanding and kindness. Having friends and family giving up on grieving individuals is another small death to the bereft. We need to educate western culture in death and dying, in grief and loss, in loving support, so the grieving are not invisible, struggling on their own.

  8. I have been reflecting on this concept and also that sense that grief is so liminal. We are almost between worlds. Not with the dead (we cannot go with them before it is our time) but we are not as we were before. We are somewhere in between. I have been walking and moving my body the best I can – and it is good to feel the energy swish around my body. But I am not able to hold a job down yet and thus I have so little to share with others. I think society does not feel comfortable about this in between space and so it gets marginalised. What a shame – I feel so encouraged to make a grief space in my community. A place where whatever and however you feel in your grief journey on that day is not only OK it is right. It is permitted. We are not ‘isolated’ we are just being in a way that people are not comfortable with. Grief reminds us that we are all mortal and that we will all pass away and that is a hard nut to crack. But crack it we must. And if we need to mourn, cry, scream and live this in whatever way it come – then we need to be able to do that., So I guess I am arguing that social isolation can be tipped on its head and can be that society isolates those who feel loss and grieve because it does not accommodate those hard and tricky places for us to reside in. Anyway – this is a social scientist doing grief…. thank you. As always….,

  9. lillian m santiagoApril 5, 2018 at 2:39 pmReply

    I ve known about my isolation for a while ive lost all my friends and family ever since my 36 year old daughter stopped talking to me over ten years ago. Grieving her has been a life changer. Iam trying to come out the other side though and iam begining to miss being socialable again after crying and losing my home her and my carrier all at the same time. Suicide was my breakfast lunch and dinner thought but now slowly very slowly babysteps iam peeping through the clouds. Amen

  10. So many of these messages describe me as if the people know me. My husband died December 15, 2016. He was a tremendous jazz singer and is missed by many people and fans. I cannot believe this life now and I have said many time there must be a better way then to snatch our loved ones and leave us here. I have no interest in life, people or caring if I please anyone. Each day I complete is a day closer to being with my husband.

  11. I can relate… ive been socially isolated for 15yrs now… family and friends gave up reaching out to me about 13yrs ago. I am extremely alone and scared of calling people as ive gone off the radar for so long… on the very rare occasion i catch up with someone i haven’t seen in a few years, i appologise and say i have been struggling and have isolated myself, but they just dismiss and ignore what i have to say… My old friends and family are so used to detaching from me & getting on with their lives without me, that they literally do not care about me anymore and i feel like its my fault for isolating myself for so long… Any attempts i make now to re-connect with family & friends or to just connect to new people in general is impossible… it makes me sad, unwanted & feeling discarded. I have trouble even connecting & bonding with my 7yo daughter… i feel abandoned by others giving up on me too easily & this has also made me angry and bitter in general, yet around strangers im bubbly and ok as it is brief and theres no ‘attachment’ or emotion involved.

    • If you are still having difficulty connecting with your daughter I urge you to seek family counseling to work on building those connections. Especially now while she is young. I went through years of severe depression and wasn’t able to connect with my children. My older children who are now teens/young adults really suffered the most from my inability to form emotional connections with them. I really needed intensive family therapy with the older children (they were 13-5 then) to help us connect emotionally in positive ways
      With each other. Also we could have greatly used some type of therapy or training in building relationships/ friendships with others as I was too ill to teach my children those skills nor was I capable of being a positive role
      Model for building friendships nor social network. I did the best I could do but it was very insufficient for my Children’s needs at the time. My older children lack good social skills and have developed depression and severe anxiety. The tend to isolate themselves for many reasons but they have both said they don’t feel connected to other people or they don’t know how to connect to others. I don’t believe it’s too late for them but due to the lack of good quality services to help me build connections with them while they were young they are now, we are now paying the price for it. If you can get a counselor or therapist that will do more than just “talk “ therapy but who will actually help you interact with your daughter through play, games, coloring etc. that will help you build skills that you both need now and for your futures. My daughter was 7 when I became severly ill. We have always struggled to connect with each other and now that she is 15 it’s so much harder. We don’t give up on each other but earlier appropriate intervention would have saved us years of disconnection, loneliness and struggle.

  12. I enjoyed this read. I am trying to learn to self regulate. I do force myself to leave the home and see others and express my thoughts and feelings – and cry if I am in the midst of a grief wave – (which is often). I am mindful and picky about the people I choose to hang out with – no blood relatives – too much trauma there. I find it exhausting and I often need to rest afterwards – but I am an extrovert – so I thrive on conversation and the energy of others. Grief is particularly tricky for my personality – I want and crave other people – but I have no energy or capacity to deal with anything other people say or do. I am the social scientist who simply cannot cope with much of society at the moment. Any little tension is like Everest. I guess for me I am walking that tight rope of interacting when and as best I can (even on the days I don’t want to) and also making sure I get my rest as I simply cannot believe how insanely tired I feel. I knew I would feel sad when dad went – but wowee I do not even recognise this version of myself.

  13. I understand all of your comments. I feel isolated as well. I lost a loved one, family member to suicide and most of my time is spend thinking of him and missing him. It has been 18 months and I still experience horrible days of grief. I do manage to go to work. I manage to shop and recently have met up with friends for a lunch date. However, it is difficult. I struggle through each day but keep trying to find acceptance and can’t find it. I cannot let it go. It hurts badly. I am a different person entirely. I did go to counseling and remain in a support group. I keep on going. After it happened I could not go to work or drive or much of anything. I worry that it will happen to someone else. It is something so bad and horrible and I never guessed anything could feel like this. On the better side of things I remember the first time I laughed after the death, several months after the fact and I realized I was still alive. I do not laugh much but when I do it feels so good. Yet my mind goes back to him and I want him back here on Earth and know it cannot happen, yet I hope. Funny, huh? I pray day after day that the Lord has rescued him and for our family and all others who have experienced such a lose. I will simply continue on my grief journey with lots and lots of prayers and do the best I can to get through each day.

  14. Cindy Seybert HockettFebruary 22, 2018 at 10:14 pmReply

    Could someone send me some grief counselor names. I live near Towson Univ and have Humana Insurance.

    I attended your Coping with Grief workshop after the new year.

    I sent you both emails and one address came back as no good. So thought I’d try to you both this way


  15. Do you fee social isolation is a result of grief?

    • Absolutely for me. My husband passed away 5 months ago and I am happy it’s winter & cold outside. I’m happy it’s s dark early, cause I can be safe in my cocoon. This way I don’t have to see, visit, cause people mostly stay home. I fear Spring and Summer, cause I will have all the chores outside to do, chores that my husband used to do, and that means having to be outside, where people will want to stop and chat….. amd I will lose my safe cocoon. I go to work every day, do my errands, but knowing I will slip back in my safe quiet place.

  16. Very interesting.. I am definitely a isolator during hard times and have been pretty aware of that for a while now but this was helpful for me to realize that others in my life could be socially isolating, even when it’s totally out of character for them! (I thought I was the only one in our relationship that did that! Haha).. sometimes being on the outside of someone that’s isolating can be very hurtful and misinterpreted, due to human nature I think sometimes we automatically think it’s something we have said or done not that they are going thru something completely unrelated and it really has nothing to do with us. This definitely opened my eyes to that and I guess I will just continue to reach out to them until they’re ready to talk instead of backing off out of fear of being annoying 🙂

  17. My wife died in April 2017. I pushed myself to do lots of things, but I am an introvert, so I am glad I made a big effort even dating some women. I finally settled into a reality that it just takes time to heal, just like when you have had a physical injury. I have broken a leg twice in my life, and both times it took an entire year before I could jog around a city block. Why would I not expect an emotional injury to heal quicker than a physical injury? The bottom line is I am better. I value a little chit-chat with strangers. I even instigate conversations with strangers. I have family and friends, too, but sometimes that is a little awkward to talk about my wife. There is some safety in talking to complete strangers. I force myself to do things, but at the same time I evaluate if too much or too often is a good idea. Now I am comfortable that I know what is the right balance, and monitor if I am becoming a hermit. Sometimes I go to Walmart and pick up a few items just so I am not being physically isolated. That’s my “Walmart Therapy.” Now that I reread my post, it sounds incredibly sad, but I am making progress.

  18. I am going through social isolation, without knowing what it was called, before your article.
    I too go to yoga and Zumba and other activities where I don’t talk to people, or if I do it’s pleasantries etc.
    My friends that I occasionally meet don’t talk about my son any more, he died 3 years ago and they wait for me to start talking about him, which is painful so I don’t often. I therefore find it easier to stay at home and not deal with socialising. I do go to counselling for my grief with my husband and have told her how I feel. I suppose I could push myself to make the effort with friends but most have given up contacting me and I guess if they are real friends they will wait for me when I am ready to talk. Let hope so.

  19. I bench myself periodically and a friend who has been with me through a few deaths knows what it means and gives me space for a while then brings over supper…

  20. I don’t know if I am socially isolated or not. I try to connect with people. I go out to dinner with a friend sometimes. I belong to a bereavement group and we get together sometimes. But even that feels lame because no one really talks in a real way. I go to work, I go to exercise. I spend a lot of time alone; sometimes it feels fine, even good, but often I feel so lonely and empty. Nothing feels right since I lost my husband and best friend 3 years ago next month. He was my soul mate. I feel like I am just trying and life has lost meaning for me.

  21. I am in this right now. I guess I justify it to some extent. one friend in particular, when we get together for supper or coffee, she keeps giving me advise on what to do to get over losing my Lydia 23 to suicide. she tells me I need to go on medication, get a hobby, get back to myself. I want to scream when I am with her.

  22. We have a group of widows that meet for lunch and supper once a month. Most of the time I don’t feel like being sociable . I try to remember that I may be helping someone else that is unbearably lonely.

  23. Social isolation…so that’s what is going on. I get out & will talk to strangers. I feel safe. They don’t know me & what I’m going through. When I go to yoga, to avoid conversations I quickly gather my things & leave.

    My brother died on Christmas eve. There is a hole in my heart that no one can fill.

    Family & friends are pouring out of the woodwork, calling & texting. I am ignoring most of them. I do not want to be asked over & over again, “how are you?”

  24. I’ve been socially isolated since December 2014 when I lost my husband. I didn’t want to see anyone who kew us together–it was just too hard. One kind word, and I was sobbing. At first I tried to socialize with some people who only knew me, but for different reasons none of them had staying power. I work from home and only go into the office occasionally; I do what the writer of this excellent article does–go to yoga and the gym, shop, get haircuts, etc. I’m not a recluse. But I have no close friends (make that no real friends at all whom I see), and when I’m home I’m either working (even on weekends) or reading or imagining what if…? Truth, my husband was and is my best friend. I talk to him, I write to him, everything I see or hear or think or am reminded of is part of our story. I’m not looking for another partner, and I’m not looking for friends either.

  25. My husband died January 22, 2016. The day I returned to work, all stores downtown has sprouted Valentines displays. I buried my head in a pile of teddy bears and pink hearts and sobbed.
    On Valentines Day I gathered a group of our friends to accompany me to a Jazz bar. It was hard, but I wasn’t going to let grief steal music from me. Was I good company? I doubt it. Did each note pierce my heart? Certainly. Luckily it was a slow house, so the band, who also knew my husband, switched from romantic balads to livelier fare. Am I glad I went? Yes.

  26. I guess I have been socially isolating a bit myself.. SO SICK of Valentine’s Day crap, all over the place. Lost my husband almost 17 months ago, and I will have to settle for looking at the last card he made for me on his computer. He loved to make cards for me for every occasion, then he would wait for my expression as I read them – he was so thoughtful & loving, my beloved soul mate. No one could EVER compare to him, or measure up. I realize a lot of us widows tend to make saints of our deceased husbands, but mine was truly exceptional. We had our problems, as any married couple, but overcame them, and were happily settling into those tender & love filled later years, when he was abruptly & suddenly yanked from my life, and I became his widow, instead of his adoring wife.. Have had to get over so many holidays without him, Christmas, our New Year’s Day wedding anniversary, his BD, now Valentine’s Day…. This is as good a time as any – gloomy – snow filled days – to isolate. Re-group, stay home with the dogs, clean the house, and not have to answer the stupid questions like “How are you doing?” So many times I am tempted to say – if it’s a married woman asking.. “Wait till your husband dies, then you will know how I am doing”. Sounds bitter – huh? Yeah – I am still a bit bitter, sometimes more than others. But looking out at the dark, cold snowy February day, it seems to fit, for now.

  27. Great article! I know exactly what you mean when you say it can feel good, sometimes great to socially isolate, but it can quickly turn in to a deep self absorption and it’s is not at all healthy to continue on that way. I force myself to say yes to stuff a lot that I don’t really want to do. It’s not easy, but I’m always glad I did afterwards.

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