Don't know what you're talking about. The Voices in my head always keep me company... "Come play with us Danny."
What happens to you psychologically while alone?
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Oh, thankyou!Idiotastic said:
And to reply to the statement made by a guy/gal I can't remember that I may be an extrovert, I can definitely say I'm not. I do love solitude, but after a time symptoms like the ones described above start showing through.
I just really enjoy socialising and spending time with people, and without that contact for a while life seems cold and empty, and those thoughts start creeping in, as does the unsatiable urge to sharpen my knife and do tons of working out so I'm ready for 'what's coming'!
I abandon all creative pursuits (I'm an artist and a poet, so this feels strange for me)...
Hosker said:
Yes, well I ended up more -asking- him to get out than telling him, then we both looked down at the sword, and he backed out through the window again, at which point I started swearing at him. Amazing how much easier it is to yell at someone when they are already fleeing...Ambi said:
I may get a bit bored, but I don't really mind when I'm alone,it's peacefull and I can think. It's a nice change from my noisy family.
Hey, the exact same thing happens to me. I do not know why though. Maybe, our survival instincts kick in like you say.Digi7 said:We've all been left alone for a few days. Alone, with little or no physical or emotional contact with others, no one to help or guide us, no one to give comfort.
Is it any wonder some of us go a little bit crazy?
I myself become incredibly paranoid. Even though I live rurally in the sleepiest place in the world, I carry my pocket knife with me everywhere, wear warm and heavy clothes, grow out my facial hair (for some reason...) try to find comfort in anything and everything, I begin to truly fear death, think about if there really is a God and a Devil and start to half-believe in stupid fucking things like 2012 and the Illuminati.
It turns me from a proud and confident guy, walking with my chest thrown out and a smile on my face, into a creeping skulker, hunched over on myself and clinging desperately to comforts.
It's bizzare and unnerving, and pretty damn scary to know this can happen to myself, that I am truly this fragile.
Why I'm making this thread? It's happening to me right now, and I find it fascinating...
Is it just my survival instincts kicking in? I don't know.
What happens to you, if anything? What strange turns does your thinking take? What happens to your temperament?
I usually carry a pistol with me everywhere I go but, I only get paranoid when I am at home going to bed or been alone for more then 12 hours.
I scratch my survival itch by getting something from the ready store. I do not know if they ship to Australia.
I talk to myself... and my bad side gets more aggressive (and persuasive). The common urges to rebel against convention become a lot harder to resist, and I experiment with things I can and can't do with the objects and environment around me. Thankfully, I'm rarely left alone for more than a few hours.
I go nuts. Absofrigginlutely nuts. Eventually. I can handle alone for a few days. But nothing more. I don't do alone.
Whenever I'm alone, thoughts tend to echo and intensify, something minor may end up becoming a life-hampering major problem for me. Depression may show it signs. I tend to phase into a dreamlike state. I can not explain it better than a small child with a tad bit too much imagination. I tend to think of everything as weird and interesting.
I tend to crave social contact, though that is pretty much all of the time. I really like talking/listening/being around people, but I tend to avoid it thinking I want to avoid the feeling of inferiority.
I tend to crave social contact, though that is pretty much all of the time. I really like talking/listening/being around people, but I tend to avoid it thinking I want to avoid the feeling of inferiority.
As I spend most of my time alone I find that it doesn't bother me too much, I do talk to myself a lot though.
I start off by looking forwards to being alone for a few days. I'm not overly great with lots of people (althought I can enjoy big social gatherings), as this time allows me to relax, unwind and the real me to come out of my 'shell' (yes, I know there isn't anyone other than me to 'see' me, but thats how I work...)
I have fun. Game, read, watch TV, work out, mess around with my airsoft and/or kendo stuff, work, at night...stuff.
But I forget one thing -
I get paranoid. I'm not sure why. I do know that I just don't want to be seen/see someone. Or something (man the 'slender man' thing fucked me up...) But, the longer I'm alone, the more...obvious I suppose is the best term, it becomes.
This usually results in me doing the following:
Closing all curtains. Leads to the problem of the kitchen - no curtains, so obviously, after dark, that area is a no-go (or atleast leads to rapid crawls below the window and cabinets.
I usually set myself up in a few rooms as possible (just for handiness), usually the lounge and/or dining room - quick access to the bathroom & kitchen, and both rooms have the 360/PC/TV in them.
With the paranoia - I practically fortify the rooms. Suddenly, my practice sword (a heavy oak replica) and my skirmishing LSW are 'at the ready', as near to me as possible (the LSW has the battery charged and several mags to hand...not that I could actually defend myself withit)
Common sense pretty much flies out of the window, and the "someone's watching you" and "they're out to get you" feeling seeps to the front of my mind. No matter what I do - game, read, watch TV, whatever - the feelings are almost always on the surface. Obviously, it gets worse at night.
In the end, what could have been a relaxing week on my own - turns into a paranoid hell, locked in my own home, waiting for my family to return (usually from taking/collecting my sister to/from Uni in scotland). The longest I've been left is 8 days. The nuttiness usually appears around the early evening of the 3rd day. Fun.
I have fun. Game, read, watch TV, work out, mess around with my airsoft and/or kendo stuff, work, at night...stuff.
But I forget one thing -
I get paranoid. I'm not sure why. I do know that I just don't want to be seen/see someone. Or something (man the 'slender man' thing fucked me up...) But, the longer I'm alone, the more...obvious I suppose is the best term, it becomes.
This usually results in me doing the following:
Closing all curtains. Leads to the problem of the kitchen - no curtains, so obviously, after dark, that area is a no-go (or atleast leads to rapid crawls below the window and cabinets.
I usually set myself up in a few rooms as possible (just for handiness), usually the lounge and/or dining room - quick access to the bathroom & kitchen, and both rooms have the 360/PC/TV in them.
With the paranoia - I practically fortify the rooms. Suddenly, my practice sword (a heavy oak replica) and my skirmishing LSW are 'at the ready', as near to me as possible (the LSW has the battery charged and several mags to hand...not that I could actually defend myself withit)
Common sense pretty much flies out of the window, and the "someone's watching you" and "they're out to get you" feeling seeps to the front of my mind. No matter what I do - game, read, watch TV, whatever - the feelings are almost always on the surface. Obviously, it gets worse at night.
In the end, what could have been a relaxing week on my own - turns into a paranoid hell, locked in my own home, waiting for my family to return (usually from taking/collecting my sister to/from Uni in scotland). The longest I've been left is 8 days. The nuttiness usually appears around the early evening of the 3rd day. Fun.
I lived alone for six months in my early 20s. What happened? I learned not to bullshit myself about my life and I became a better person. It was a dark and lonely time of self-reflection, but it allowed me to see some of the things I used to do only because other people were around me. It's not easy but a long period along is something I recommend everyone does at some point in their lives. There's no better way to find out who you really are (and what is just the influence of society/friends/family).
I have a slight case of monophobia, so I usually listen to DVD commentaries lol. Lame, I know, but it helps me feel less anxious. I'm never really alone much (only at night, etc.), so yeah.
I quite enjoy time alone when at home, usually i spend long hours on the ps3 or surfing the internet.
Wow, it has the opposite effect on me.
I sing, dance, spin around and have fun, take care of everything that needs to be taken care of and I'm generally in a very good mood actually. Usually I'm quiet and keep to myself when my family is home because mom has a tendency to freak over anything and everything.
Maybe this is because I'm extremely rarely left alone for more than an hour or two. When I'm finally alone for, say, 5 hours I become very happy because no one will yell at me for singing.
I sing, dance, spin around and have fun, take care of everything that needs to be taken care of and I'm generally in a very good mood actually. Usually I'm quiet and keep to myself when my family is home because mom has a tendency to freak over anything and everything.
Maybe this is because I'm extremely rarely left alone for more than an hour or two. When I'm finally alone for, say, 5 hours I become very happy because no one will yell at me for singing.