I’ve read others’ posts on depression and other psychological conditions, but I have yet to read any commentary or these about loneliness. This is a topic that seems somewhat untouched (by my searches so far), and I’m curious to know if anyone else deals with it, and what countermeasures they employ in defeating it.
Rand stated that to understand reality fully, one must first define one’s terms, so I’ll do so in hopes that either I’m wrong about the condition, or that I’m experiencing a moral lapse by paying attention to its true irrational cause. If I were to define lonliness, I would say that it was the condition resulting from the lack of an accessible person with whom to identify, or the disenfranchisement that comes from being “different” from (what can seem like) everyone else.
This can go for “platonic” relationships, or “romantic” ones.
I understand and cherish the value of individuality, and would never compromise that value merely for companionship. I would never change the principles I hold dear just to have a best friend, or an affectionate lover.
Yet the urge remains, and at times it’s so strong (often painfully) I find myself having to check my premises and recite my values to myself internally just to prevent myself from making what could be a huge mistake in judgement. I’m glad I have reason and logic within me, otherwise I’m sure I’d be absolutely miserable.
Regarding love, I know that the desire to be loved does not obligate another, nor justify seeking their love and admiration … but what does one do with that desire? I’m not talking about sex per se, but the desire for a fundamental, affirming personal connection, and some sense of validation, beyond the knowledge that there are a few scattered like-minded individuals out there on the internet.
(Yes, I’m very grateful there are people like me out there. I have enjoyed interacting with this community.)
I can imagine that figures like Roark and Galt could have lived their entire lives just fine without their respective Dominiques, Dagnies, and Reardens … but how much more were their accomplishments sweetened, their defeats softened, by having others there who could at least say “yes, I understand what you’re experiencing.” What is an ambitiously rational and logical person to do with the desire for such friends or lovers?
Or is this the psychology of a second-hander to “need” friendly and loving companionship?
I’ll appreciate any insight or leads to appropriate reading material or other resources … without getting too personal (okay more personal), this is a demon that, as an Objectivist/student-of-Objectivism, I need to exorcise.