“We are all so much together, yet we are all suffering from loneliness.” ~Albert Schweitzer
I grab my phone despite its silence.
There are no missed calls. No fresh messages. No one asking what I’m up to or if I’d like to come over. I set it down, but soon I check it again.
Still no one.
The only other pulse in the house comes from Oliver, my five-pound chihuahua. He brings me more happiness than something so tiny should be capable of. I chat with him endlessly, and he pays great attention when he thinks the conversation might touch on food. Other than that, he isn’t very good at holding up his side of things.
Most days mirror each other. I go to work. I hit the gym. I walk Oliver. On weekends, I treat myself to brunch. Sometimes, I travel solo.
I know how to be on my own. That has never been the issue.
The eatery I frequent most in Buffalo is Roost. I always take a seat at the bar because, even if no one else speaks to me, I can count on at least some interaction with the staff.
I am a familiar face there. Paige always greets me. Martin, the owner, always has a chat, and when he has a moment, he’ll sit and talk for a bit. Their warmth is sincere, and I appreciate it. I do not step into Roost without being acknowledged.
However, those sitting next to me rarely engage beyond a greeting.
I have attempted going at various times: Friday dinner, my usual Saturday brunch, even the busier Sunday brunch, hoping the larger crowd might lead to more chances to connect.
I follow the advice. I keep my phone away. I maintain eye contact. I smile. I keep my body language inviting. I try to appear approachable without seeming desperate for attention.
Most of the time, I finish my meal and return home.
When someone does spark a genuine conversation, a sense of calm washes over me. I feel seen. I feel as though, if only for a moment, my presence holds significance to someone else. The interaction doesn’t need to blossom into a friendship or future plans. It can still ease the loneliness for the rest of the day.
Outwardly, I come across as composed, independent, and self-assured. I go to work, work out, travel solo, and treat myself to brunch. I seem like a woman who is entirely at ease with solitude.
On the inside, I sometimes feel like a blinking advertisement:
Here I am. Acknowledge me.
Being capable of functioning independently doesn’t imply that I wish to experience life that way. Independence and loneliness can share the same space.
By Christmas 2025, I had grown weary of spending the holiday alone at home, feeling despondent while picturing others celebrating in the company of their loved ones. I made the decision to try something new. If I was going to be alone, I might as well be somewhere different.
Thus, I booked a trip to Asheville.
On Christmas Eve, I ventured out for brunch. It was a gorgeous, sunny day, and the restaurant buzzed with activity. I chose a spot at the far end of the bar. The first couple next to me only exchanged a friendly greeting.
After they departed, an older pair named Terry and Al retrieved their drinks from the other end of the bar and shifted to occupy the empty seats beside me.
“We won’t let you sit here alone,” they said.
They began conversing with me as if approaching a stranger on Christmas Eve was the most natural action ever. When Terry discovered I was visiting Asheville alone, she provided me with a complete list of sights to see and things to do. We enjoyed a delightful conversation and exchanged contact information.
After leaving, I sent them a message to express my gratitude. Later that day, they suggested I join them at Sparky’s Bardega.
I went.
The atmosphere there was friendly and inviting. A gentleman approached and began chatting with me. After I left Sparky’s, Terry and Al texted again, inviting me to dinner. I met them and had a drink before heading off to continue my conversation with the gentleman I had encountered earlier.
On Christmas Day, Terry reached out again to see if I wanted to meet later. I was tired and leaving the next morning, so I didn’t go.
But every invitation was significant. Terry and Al hadn’t just spoken to me at brunch and then forgotten me. They kept me in mind. They continued to make space for me.
For that fleeting moment, my existence resonated in another person’s life.
I have never forgotten how that felt.
It also left me with an unanswered question: Is it me, or is it my surroundings?
I have resided in Buffalo for nine years, yet in my experience it can still be a challenging city to navigate as a newcomer. Many of the people I encounter are enveloped by the families and friends with whom they grew up. They have shared decades of birthdays, weddings, illnesses, children, losses, and mundane meals. While I have been welcomed into people’s homes, those invitations haven’t blossomed into the consistent connection I yearn for. Months, and sometimes years, can slip by between them. When I put in the effort, people are often open. But being friendly towards someone is distinct from making room for her in your existence.
I do not hold it against them. They already have their people.
There’s a sense of security in being recognized by someone who remembers who you were before you turned into who you are. I can appreciate that as a blessing and still feel envious of it. I have never experienced that level of stability.
Would my life be any different if I relocated to a place with more newcomers, individuals who arrived without established networks and were also yearning for connection? Would I find more people willing to pick up their drinks, traverse the room, and create space for someone unfamiliar?
Or would I simply unpack the same loneliness in a new space?
I know a new city cannot resolve everything. Wherever I go, I will bring myself along. I will carry the same inclination to diminish myself, to interpret silence as rejection, and to question what I could have done differently.
But I have been working on myself. And Asheville makes me ponder whether the location might hold some significance as well.
There are still nights when the loneliness becomes so suffocating that I retreat to bed merely to pass the hours more quickly. It’s not that I am without things to do. I can always find something to occupy my time.
Lately, I write. It gives the hours a purpose.
What I can’t always find is someone to share them with.
On the most challenging days, the loneliness brings forth a more disquieting question: If something were to happen to me within this house, how long would it take before anyone realized? Who would come looking for me, and when?
What I desire is to know that my presence matters in someone else’s everyday existence. That someone would take notice if I didn’t text in the morning, didn’t arrive as expected, or didn’t pick up the phone.
Oliver would notice. He pays attention when I step out of the room for just five minutes.
I am thankful for him in ways he can’t comprehend. But my heart still longs for a companion to share my life with, someone to sit across from at dinner, share the little details of my day with, travel alongside occasionally, and love Oliver with me.
The burden of loneliness is not merely the absence of company. It’s the way that absence turns inward. A silent phone becomes a piece of evidence. An empty evening becomes a sentence. Instead of questioning why connection can be so hard to find, I ponder what must be wrong with me that no one is seeking me out.
I suspect I am not alone in this inquiry.
Somewhere, another individual is following the same guidance. They have set aside their phone. They are making eye contact, smiling, and attempting to seem open. They may be surrounded by others yet still be wondering if anyone will choose the vacant seat next to them.
Perhaps that is one of loneliness’s cruelest deceptions: it tricks each of us into believing that we are the only one left unchosen.
Knowing there may be others does not silence the house. It does not cause the phone to ring or place someone across from me at dinner. But it reminds me that loneliness is not evidence of my unique unworthiness for love.
I do not yet know how to bring an end to the loneliness.
For now, I go to work. I go to the gym. I walk Oliver. I take myself to brunch. I write. I continue placing myself in situations where connection might occur, even when it does not.
After Asheville, I went back to the same routine, the same quiet house, and the same silent phone. Nothing had changed. Yet the kindness I experienced there left me reconsidering the beliefs I had carried for so long.
When do we stop questioning what is wrong with us and start asking whether we are attempting to find belonging in the wrong place?
About Treina Saint
Treina M. Saint is a Canadian-born writer residing in Buffalo, New York. Her personal essays delve into relationships, loneliness, faith, survival, and the ongoing journey of learning to see oneself clearly. She is currently working on her memoir, The Girl I Couldn’t See.
### Grasping Loneliness Despite Positive Life Choices
Loneliness is a multifaceted emotional state that can linger even when individuals make constructive life decisions. This phenomenon can be baffling, as many assume that fulfilling personal aspirations, upholding a healthy lifestyle, or fostering meaningful relationships should naturally result in feelings of connection and satisfaction. However, the sensation of loneliness can surpass outside circumstances and be swayed by various internal and social influences.
#### The Essence of Loneliness
Loneliness is frequently described as a subjective feeling of seclusion or a gap between preferred and actual social engagement. It can manifest in numerous forms, including emotional loneliness, which pertains to the lack of intimate emotional ties, and social loneliness, which relates to the absence of a wider social network. Grasping these differences is vital in addressing feelings of loneliness.
#### Positive Life Choices and Their Irony
Individuals often engage in beneficial life decisions like pursuing education, prioritizing physical health, or partaking in community activities with the expectation that these actions will enrich their social ties and overall happiness. Yet, several elements can contribute to persistent feelings of loneliness despite these efforts:
1. **Depth vs. Breadth of Relationships**: It’s conceivable to have an extensive social network yet still feel isolated if the connections lack depth or emotional closeness. Superficial relationships may not satisfy the fundamental human need for meaningful interaction.
2. **Personal Anticipations**: Elevated expectations for social exchanges can lead to discontent. When individuals hold excessive expectations regarding their relationships or themselves, they might feel isolated when those anticipations are unfulfilled.
3. **Life Changes**: Significant life transitions, such as relocating to a new city, accepting a new job, or experiencing a separation, can disrupt existing social relationships. Even positive changes can incite feelings of loneliness as individuals maneuver through unfamiliar environments and connections.
4. **Mental Health Considerations**: Issues like anxiety and depression can intensify feelings of loneliness. Even when individuals partake in positive pursuits, underlying mental health struggles might impede their ability to bond with others.
5. **Cultural and Societal Factors**: In modern society, there is frequently an emphasis on individualism, which can foster isolation. Individuals may prioritize personal achievements over community involvement, leading to a deficit of social support.
#### Approaches to Mitigate Loneliness
While understanding the origins of loneliness is essential, addressing it necessitates active strategies:
1. **Cultivating Deep Relationships**: Focus on developing a few intimate relationships rather than spreading oneself too thin among numerous acquaintances. Engaging in meaningful dialogues and shared experiences can solidify bonds.
2. **Establishing Realistic Expectations**: Modifying expectations regarding social interactions can alleviate feelings of disappointment. Embracing the notion that not every interaction will be fulfilling can lead to a more optimistic perspective.
3. **Pursuing Support**: Professional guidance, such as therapy or counseling, can give individuals tools to handle feelings of loneliness and enhance their mental health.
4. **Participating in Community Engagements**: Taking part in group activities or volunteering can create chances for social engagement and assist individuals in feeling more integrated into their communities.
5. **Embracing Self-Kindness**: Being compassionate towards oneself during lonely phases can foster resilience. Acknowledging that loneliness is a shared experience can help individuals feel less isolated in their emotions.
#### Conclusion
Loneliness can persist despite positive life choices due to various internal and external influences. Understanding the intricacies of loneliness is crucial for individuals striving to improve their emotional well-being. By nurturing deeper connections, adjusting expectations, and actively taking part in their communities, individuals can work towards alleviating feelings of loneliness and enhancing their overall quality of life.
