"Loneliness is their drug of choice"

[via Just a Gwai Lo] Food for thought from an article in the blog called The Cake Eater Chronicles titled Lonely or Broken?

How many people do you know who seem to have a serious attachment to

being lonely? They’ve made loneliness into their mate and they talk

about loneliness the way some women and men talk about their

significant others. Because those people are out there. I’m sure you’ve

met a few: single women and men who constantly bemoan how if only I could meet the right person

and then never actually get off their ass to do something about it. You

invite them out, you introduce them to someone you think they’ll get

along with, hoping against hope that this will get them to quit their

bitching, or at least move to a new stage of bitching, and five minutes

later—POOF!—they’ve hit the self-destruct button and are back at

your side, bitching and moaning again, about how that person wasn’t

right for them, what were you thinking, etc. They have run back to

their ever faithful mate: loneliness. These are the people, in my

experience, who have the ideal mate all laid out in their mind and they

won’t settle for anything but that, while they know, somewhere in the

back of their mind, that said ideal mate simply does not exist in

reality. They set the bar too high for any mere mortal to pass over.

In other words: there are people out there for whom loneliness is their drug of choice and, boy are they ever addicted to it.