I hesitate to post this article for fear the internet warriors will come out in force but I don't care. It explores the looming loneliness crisis despite out increasingly "connected" world.
http://www.theglobeandmail.com/life/...3187/?page=all
Unfortunately, I can relate to everyone in that article. My evenings and weekends consist of trying to kill time to get back to work. Work is all I have and sometimes I get up only because I'm contractually obliged.
Never married, no friends besides "work friends" and like the article states, saying "go out and make friends" is like telling an asthmatic to go climb Mount Everest. I've joined various groups/events and feel like a zombie seeing all these people interacting and having "fun". Sadly, the only distraction is hockey and even then, sometimes watching the Flames religiously feels pointless. But most of the time it helps me "forget" for three or four hours.
My biggest fear is dying alone and not being discovered until the smell. Unlike the woman in the article, it wouldn't take three years for me to be discovered because I'm sure someone would come to find out why the bills/taxes weren't paid or why that "loyal, dedicated employee" didn't show up for work.