Both Marilyn Monroe and Judy Garland had addiction problems, they must have felt sad. Despite being beautiful and loved.
Who can really explain why we feel lonely? Like I do now. I cannot explain it, there is no answer.
Both Marilyn Monroe and Judy Garland had addiction problems, they must have felt sad. Despite being beautiful and loved.
Who can really explain why we feel lonely? Like I do now. I cannot explain it, there is no answer.
Like Trogluddite says, there's no need to apologise. If there's anywhere you can come and talk about your feelings, it's here.
I'm sorry to hear you're feeling lonely. In terms of Marilyn Monroe and Judy Garland, I suppose they had to do a form of masking; they were forced to conform with society's idea of what it was to be a star. That type of pressure must have been unbearable, much like the pressure lots of autistic people feel when trying to conform with society's ideas of how we should appear/behave.
There are people here who care about you, so don't be afraid to talk to us when you need to. Have you had a look at the NAS' list of local support groups? Sorry if I've mentioned it to you already - I found it recently and have recommended it to a few people here.
Take good care of yourself, Roswell. Hope things improve for you soon.
I see no reason to be apologetic - I don't think that feeling lonely is something we should have to justify to each other. And I don't think that it's healthy that there seems to be a social taboo around admitting to feeling lonely and discussing it.
There may be parallels between the loneliness that many autistic people feel, and the problems felt by people like Monroe and Garland. Were they really loved for being the people who they felt themselves to be inside; or only for the public personas which they projected? They may even have felt their success to be somewhat empty, precisely because much of it was based around their physical attractiveness rather than their personalities or intellectual achievements. Too often we're made to feel that we have to fight against our autism in order to be deemed worthy of being cared about. And if we manage to hide our autism successfully, then who is being loved? The true "me" or just our masked alter-ego? Being surrounded by adoring people is no guarantee that we'll feel loved.