why does nobody talk about the side of loneliness that highlights your every insecurities?
you spend so much time with that voice inside your head, reminding you constantly that all your flaws and imperfections define you as a person, define your whole worth as a human being until you're repulsed.
you're disgusted of yourself. the more you try to escape it, the more the voice consumes you completely. slowly, the line between solitude and loneliness blurs. you start to distance yourself from any person who gets close enough to hear that tiny voice that gets louder and louder the more you try to shut it out.
you're not enjoying the comfort of being alone anymore.
your only company left is depression.