Middle age is a weird time. Most of the time, but not all the time, during my 20s and the first half of my 30s I managed to stay ‘not lonely’. It may have started during childhood or when a teenager.
Like most people, I have not the emotional genius beloved by everyone star of the world Miss Popular but have been a little miss ‘MVC’ at summer day camp as a prepubescent, invited to parties as a teen, romanced and managed to have friends most of the time during my 20s and 30s enough to not feel like an emotional or social cripple most of the time, but like everyone who has survived Middle School, I also know how it is be flat out emotionally attacked by people who just want everyone to feel like nothing or worse – because well, insecurity is so important in life.
For some reason, just like everybody else has also noticed: certain kinds of interactions and conditions aggravate peoples’ insecurities and others nurture self assuredness and a sense of being well loved and secure and so on. Oh, I guess I noticed it for the same reason as everyone else.
I’m going to leave it at that right now. Implied are issues about how difficult it is for middle aged people to sometimes deal with the callousness of socially successful teens when one was a socially successful teen but has a down or lonely time during middle age anyway but a lot of the kids and other adults don’t care….and if your spouse likes me that’s often considered suspect and dangerous.