tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4522187099897518211.post4782921036639711487..comments2015-04-24T16:58:41.582-05:00Comments on RuralGay Artistry: That Loneliness ThingArt Durkeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07463180236975988432noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4522187099897518211.post-2155139724080281392011-01-17T21:46:09.097-06:002011-01-17T21:46:09.097-06:00There are days where all I can get to neutral buoy...There are days where all I can get to neutral buoyancy—not sinking, but not exactly happy—and that has to be enough. Pretending to be happy is hard, and at the moment it's toxic, too. I need to be what it is, at the moment. <br /><br />Overall, I basically agree with you on all counts.Art Durkeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07463180236975988432noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4522187099897518211.post-2195345362256969152011-01-17T18:01:33.107-06:002011-01-17T18:01:33.107-06:00Feelings that sound familiar to me. I may be marri...Feelings that sound familiar to me. I may be married but I still get lonely - not quite the depths I used to get to when there really seemed to be NOBODY - but hurting. I need alone time, too. <br /><br />I grew up in a small town, not a totally rural area, but moving to the city helped because there just are more opportunities for meeting & spending time with people who share interests. I still got depressed. <br /><br />It's okay not to get out of bed sometimes. I don't know that I want to feel the bad stuff to the hilt. Frankly, I find pretending I feel okay can make me feel better. Pretending to be happy is hard!Glenn Ingersollhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10674475308395975995noreply@blogger.com