Miguel Hernández wrote in one of his most famous sonnets, entitled “For when I become composed”, one of his best known phrases: “It is only me when I am alone”. Such a simple and fascinating phrase in the At the same time could come nothing less than that of a writer eager to convey the melancholy and beauty of loneliness that erases it.
Simple but melancholy things often replace the minds of the most skeptical, tired of everything and everyone. I found in this sentence one of the greatest truths I have ever read that I would always live. I think Miguel Hernandez evoked in his sonnet the feeling of being better in the company of his love and feeling, but worse version, when he was alone.
- In any case.
- Giving readers the freedom to interpret a poem in the way that best comforts them is one of the writer’s greatest pleasures.
- Since although it is a short sentence and with short words.
- It describes an idea with several objectives.
- An incomparable and authentic pleasure that many people find when they are alone.
People who love their solitude are generally generous with the people around them, they know that the company does not imply mandates or requirements. People who like solitude tend to ask for less explanations, but they are also more demanding of their business, as well as not asking what they know they cannot demand, they suggest that others do that personal work that is also reflected in their demands.
There is never a deselected loneliness, there are only necessary solitudes when companies no longer compensate, there is no worse feeling than feeling alone when you are surrounded by people, you pour with force some of its content, and then there is only one residue, sticky and uncomfortable discomfort.
I have always preferred to be alone surrounded by people, people say, comment and I agree with that idea, I find it an extremely unpleasant feeling, I am one of those who think that every day we have a limited battery of energy, if we do not know how to spend it with those who deserve it, we will end up not being able to do anything when we really need it or need it.
That’s why I say I’m alone, not alone, I’m alone in many ways, but I’m not alone in any of them, I’m surrounded by my presence and my company, and this feeling doesn’t seem reprehensible. My.
I find it incredible to find even one person among millions with whom to share the reflection that perhaps, sometimes, my loneliness has been distorted, I like to surround myself with people who do not make me alone, because with them I am alone, authentic, accompanied and enriched.
Sometimes I get up in a bad mood or am sad, like the rest of the mortals, we are usually told that we should seek the company as a first choice before feeling bored or sad with ourselves, many times I have followed this advice, which was recommended to me, but that it proved unsatisfactory.
I don’t think anyone should feel guilty about wanting to be alone when he’s sad. Are there many sad people who pay for the mistakes of others, to believe that they are better accompanied, fleeing the?Terrible? Loneliness.
The same goes for them when attacking, shouting, attacking, insulting or lying. They believe that life and relationships consist of this, who is the?Salt? Life. In return, other people prefer to be more unsused, but more treatment, if any.
The feeling of making the most of one’s loneliness should not be confused and avoid contact with others, we are not schizoids, we are not paranoid, nor insociable, we simply assume what life has always told us, we understand the message: we prefer a company that makes us feel even happier, but we do not need it to be happy.
We are what many people consider strange, demanding or childish, we continue to react with innocence to the contradictions of the world and we do not like to be the first to do all that is supposed to be done in this life. Let’s not go after, we observe, so that when it’s our turn to do everything right, tax-free. There’s no need to feel tied up or observed.
It’s not me anymore when I’m alone, because nobody understands me the way I understand myself, and nobody loves me as much as I do myself. I just don’t feel the worst version of myself, but sometimes I just understand my feathers. When in my loneliness I meet someone, I don’t ask for support, it’s the delicious pleasure of being alone, being alone and choosing to be alone whenever you want.