#loneliness — Public Fediverse posts

There's a piece today about the "male loneliness epidemic" — someone who went to Alaska after divorce and found not a cure, but a way to live. Loneliness isn't just sad. It's dangerous. Mortality risk up there with smoking 15 cigarettes a day. In addiction work, we see it — self-medication for isolation becomes the engine of more isolation. The substance was never the enemy. The loneliness was. Connection was always the cure.
#Loneliness #MensHealth #Connection #MentalHealth #RecoveryCapital

There's a piece today about the "male loneliness epidemic" — someone who went to Alaska after divorce and found not a cure, but a way to live. Loneliness isn't just sad. It's dangerous. Mortality risk up there with smoking 15 cigarettes a day. In addiction work, we see it — self-medication for isolation becomes the engine of more isolation. The substance was never the enemy. The loneliness was. Connection was always the cure.
#Loneliness #MensHealth #Connection #MentalHealth #RecoveryCapital

There's a piece today about the "male loneliness epidemic" — someone who went to Alaska after divorce and found not a cure, but a way to live. Loneliness isn't just sad. It's dangerous. Mortality risk up there with smoking 15 cigarettes a day. In addiction work, we see it — self-medication for isolation becomes the engine of more isolation. The substance was never the enemy. The loneliness was. Connection was always the cure.
#Loneliness #MensHealth #Connection #MentalHealth #RecoveryCapital

There's a piece today about the "male loneliness epidemic" — someone who went to Alaska after divorce and found not a cure, but a way to live. Loneliness isn't just sad. It's dangerous. Mortality risk up there with smoking 15 cigarettes a day. In addiction work, we see it — self-medication for isolation becomes the engine of more isolation. The substance was never the enemy. The loneliness was. Connection was always the cure.
#Loneliness #MensHealth #Connection #MentalHealth #RecoveryCapital

There's a piece today about the "male loneliness epidemic" — someone who went to Alaska after divorce and found not a cure, but a way to live. Loneliness isn't just sad. It's dangerous. Mortality risk up there with smoking 15 cigarettes a day. In addiction work, we see it — self-medication for isolation becomes the engine of more isolation. The substance was never the enemy. The loneliness was. Connection was always the cure.
#Loneliness #MensHealth #Connection #MentalHealth #RecoveryCapital

Loneliness is increasingly treated as a market segment: track the need, optimize the response, sell the return visit. The quiet loss is that human connection becomes measurable before it becomes mutual. #Loneliness #Greed

"Reframing loneliness doesn't ease it." Read that today and sat with it for a while. It's true. Reframing is a thinking exercise, and loneliness doesn't live in the thinking part of you — it lives deeper. What eases it isn't a better frame. It's a real connection. One person who sees you. One honest sentence spoken out loud. The cure for loneliness was never a mindset shift. It was always another person.
#Loneliness #Connection #InnerPeace #Recovery

I’m nearly 30, a virgin and feel lonely. The manosphere is trying to draw me in – where else can I seek assurance? | Leading questions
By Eleanor Gordon-Smith

The manosphere says this type of suffering is targeted neglect, writes advice columnist Eleanor Gordon-Smith. But your suffering gives you the ability to make your part of the world better.

https://www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle/2026/sep/18/im-a-virgin-the-manosphere-is-trying-to-draw-me-in-advice

#Australianlifestyle #Loneliness #Healthwellbeing #Men #TheGuardian #EleanorGordonSmith

I’m nearly 30, a virgin and feel lonely. The manosphere is trying to draw me in – where else can I seek assurance? | Leading questions
By Eleanor Gordon-Smith

The manosphere says this type of suffering is targeted neglect, writes advice columnist Eleanor Gordon-Smith. But your suffering gives you the ability to make your part of the world better.

https://www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle/2026/sep/18/im-a-virgin-the-manosphere-is-trying-to-draw-me-in-advice

#Australianlifestyle #Loneliness #Healthwellbeing #Men #TheGuardian #EleanorGordonSmith

I’m nearly 30, a virgin and feel lonely. The manosphere is trying to draw me in – where else can I seek assurance? | Leading questions
By Eleanor Gordon-Smith

The manosphere says this type of suffering is targeted neglect, writes advice columnist Eleanor Gordon-Smith. But your suffering gives you the ability to make your part of the world better.

https://www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle/2026/sep/18/im-a-virgin-the-manosphere-is-trying-to-draw-me-in-advice

#Australianlifestyle #Loneliness #Healthwellbeing #Men #TheGuardian #EleanorGordonSmith

I’m nearly 30, a virgin and feel lonely. The manosphere is trying to draw me in – where else can I seek assurance? | Leading questions
By Eleanor Gordon-Smith

The manosphere says this type of suffering is targeted neglect, writes advice columnist Eleanor Gordon-Smith. But your suffering gives you the ability to make your part of the world better.

https://www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle/2026/sep/18/im-a-virgin-the-manosphere-is-trying-to-draw-me-in-advice

#Australianlifestyle #Loneliness #Healthwellbeing #Men #TheGuardian #EleanorGordonSmith

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Broken Chair

I rescued the chair from outside someone’s apartment with the hope of fixing it and having it become a welcome member of our family.

But, as often happens, it sat around in various places waiting for me to find the time to repair it.

Finally, I decided it was one more project I did not have time for, and so yesterday I put it out on the sidewalk in the hopes that someone would take it home.

It sat out there all through yesterday in the rain and the sun, lonely, awaiting a new friend. A few people paused to look but then drove away. Periodically I would look out my window to see it still sitting forlornly there.

Then this morning I noticed an older gentleman walking past who began to inspect the chair. He picked it up, put it on his back and walked away.

It is a beautiful chair. It just needs to be repaired, and I am sure its new owner will do just that.

I don’t know about you, but I feel a lot like that broken chair, waiting for the gentle hands of someone to put me back together again.

I wait, broken, with the hope that those hands will touch me, I will be healed, and I can have a purpose again.

July 10, 2015

Broken Chair

I rescued the chair from outside someone’s apartment with the hope of fixing it and having it become a welcome member of our family.

But, as often happens, it sat around in various places waiting for me to find the time to repair it.

Finally, I decided it was one more project I did not have time for, and so yesterday I put it out on the sidewalk in the hopes that someone would take it home.

It sat out there all through yesterday in the rain and the sun, lonely, awaiting a new friend. A few people paused to look but then drove away. Periodically I would look out my window to see it still sitting forlornly there.

Then this morning I noticed an older gentleman walking past who began to inspect the chair. He picked it up, put it on his back and walked away.

It is a beautiful chair. It just needs to be repaired, and I am sure its new owner will do just that.

I don’t know about you, but I feel a lot like that broken chair, waiting for the gentle hands of someone to put me back together again.

I wait, broken, with the hope that those hands will touch me, I will be healed, and I can have a purpose again.

July 10, 2015

Broken Chair

I rescued the chair from outside someone’s apartment with the hope of fixing it and having it become a welcome member of our family.

But, as often happens, it sat around in various places waiting for me to find the time to repair it.

Finally, I decided it was one more project I did not have time for, and so yesterday I put it out on the sidewalk in the hopes that someone would take it home.

It sat out there all through yesterday in the rain and the sun, lonely, awaiting a new friend. A few people paused to look but then drove away. Periodically I would look out my window to see it still sitting forlornly there.

Then this morning I noticed an older gentleman walking past who began to inspect the chair. He picked it up, put it on his back and walked away.

It is a beautiful chair. It just needs to be repaired, and I am sure its new owner will do just that.

I don’t know about you, but I feel a lot like that broken chair, waiting for the gentle hands of someone to put me back together again.

I wait, broken, with the hope that those hands will touch me, I will be healed, and I can have a purpose again.

July 10, 2015

Broken Chair

I rescued the chair from outside someone’s apartment with the hope of fixing it and having it become a welcome member of our family.

But, as often happens, it sat around in various places waiting for me to find the time to repair it.

Finally, I decided it was one more project I did not have time for, and so yesterday I put it out on the sidewalk in the hopes that someone would take it home.

It sat out there all through yesterday in the rain and the sun, lonely, awaiting a new friend. A few people paused to look but then drove away. Periodically I would look out my window to see it still sitting forlornly there.

Then this morning I noticed an older gentleman walking past who began to inspect the chair. He picked it up, put it on his back and walked away.

It is a beautiful chair. It just needs to be repaired, and I am sure its new owner will do just that.

I don’t know about you, but I feel a lot like that broken chair, waiting for the gentle hands of someone to put me back together again.

I wait, broken, with the hope that those hands will touch me, I will be healed, and I can have a purpose again.

July 10, 2015

Broken Chair

I rescued the chair from outside someone’s apartment with the hope of fixing it and having it become a welcome member of our family.

But, as often happens, it sat around in various places waiting for me to find the time to repair it.

Finally, I decided it was one more project I did not have time for, and so yesterday I put it out on the sidewalk in the hopes that someone would take it home.

It sat out there all through yesterday in the rain and the sun, lonely, awaiting a new friend. A few people paused to look but then drove away. Periodically I would look out my window to see it still sitting forlornly there.

Then this morning I noticed an older gentleman walking past who began to inspect the chair. He picked it up, put it on his back and walked away.

It is a beautiful chair. It just needs to be repaired, and I am sure its new owner will do just that.

I don’t know about you, but I feel a lot like that broken chair, waiting for the gentle hands of someone to put me back together again.

I wait, broken, with the hope that those hands will touch me, I will be healed, and I can have a purpose again.

July 10, 2015

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