Isolation

They said it would happen. Warning after warning after warning.

“The worse thing a senior person can do is isolate themselves.”

“The worst thing a senior can do is isolate themselves.”
It’s true. You draw inward and inward, while pushing others to the other section. Diagonal separation with one section, yours being very dark and the other with brighter colors.

Does that mean you have destroyed all the brightness in your life, permanently? Does it mean that, in the end, you are in the dark diagonal, alone? I don’t know the answer to either of those questions, really. But I am surrounded by darkness, and I am in fact alone.

You will have to decide for yourself. Will you stop doing those things that made you feel alive? Like singing and dancing, art and writing, creative things. Will you shove people out, one by one? Will you withdraw from the social things you once loved? From the people you once loved?

All of that, in my experience, is not hard to do. It happens quickly before you know it. Then you know finally, they were right: you’re alone, lonely, bored, despondent, trapped . . . Isolated!