Why
Do I feel so
Alone?
I know it’s the lies talking to me
Telling me things
But I can’t help it
I can’t help thinking
No matter how much I love
No matter how hard I try to love well
It will never be enough
Somehow my friends will drift away
Somehow they’ll leave anyway.
Or if they don’t
They’ll grow to hate me
To hate my words
My thoughts
My neediness
To prefer my absence
My silence
My distance.
Somehow I think
If I’m far enough away they’ll love me
From a distance
Or if they don’t I won’t have to know
Maybe they won’t miss me at all
Maybe I contribute nothing to our friendships.
I know it’s the lies talking to me
Telling me things
But I can’t help it
I can’t help thinking
There will always be someone loved more than me
There will always be someone with more inside jokes
Whose company is desired more
Who is the first person called
For comfort or advice.
I know it’s the lies but I can’t help it
No matter how false it feels true
Feels like my sisters have favorites
And it’s not me
Feels like my friends get tired of me
Eventually
And it hurts so bad
And I’m afraid of saying that and sounding insecure and clingy
Because then they’ll just increase the distance
But with a smile and placating words.
(Or they’ll be hard on themselves.)
And what can I do when it’s my destiny to leave
Eventually
No matter who you are
I will probably have to go
(Not because of you or me,
Just because of life)
And I would never go in bitterness
Or resentment
Only sadness
And a brave smile.
But I can’t make anyone text me
Or call me
Or want to hear my voice
And it feels cruel to wish that on someone
Because it’s hard to be missing someone
So I don’t.
I just exist
And I have all these fears and insecurities but I don’t wanna share them
Somehow that’s wrong because honesty, vulnerability is better
And I have all these thoughts and feelings but when I share them
Somehow that’s wrong because silence, listening is better
And I can’t win
And I can’t love
And I always fail
Where it matters most.
Why
Do I feel
So alone?
But I’m not alone
Not really.
Listen to the Truth speaking to me
Reminding me things
Start leaning in
Seek to tune into the truth.
The Truth.
The truth is that the Lord loves me
He who really does love perfectly
Loved me long before I loved Him
And more wholly and completely.
Maybe I worry that if someone truly knew me they would find me unloveable
Maybe because I have a hard time loving myself
But Jesus knew me more fully than anyone ever could
And He said,
“I want you with Me so much
I’m willing to die for your sake.”
The truth is that the Holy Spirit is always with me
He never abandons, never lets down,
Never ignores, never is impatient
He is faithful forever
Perfect in love
And He is always with me.
Maybe I worry that my friends all love someone else more
Maybe because I am blind to God’s blessings
But it’s ridiculous to have such a comparison
Because no two friendships are the same.
How could I be jealous of the love between my sisters?
Of course they love one another.
Praise the Lord! It’s a good thing.
Their love for each other is different
Than my love for each of them
Because each of us is a different person
And love takes a unique form for each object of its affections
Which means no two loves are the same
But God’s is perfect.
And how could I be frustrated when my friend doesn’t text?
Why don’t I text?
Maybe they feel the same way
But we’re both too immature
To act in love.
Love is patient
Kind
Gentle
Humble
Perseverant
Faithful
Good
Trusting
Hopeful
Selfless.
Lord willing, I will one day love like this.
Lord help me to love!
(Every time I hear two people laugh at an inside joke—
May I smile and bless You for the love they share.)
Until then, may I never point to another
And say they failed to love.
Besides, it would be lying to say
I’m alone.

TCKs for Christ: Newsletter Manager
Chana
is a TCK from America who spent half of her childhood in Indonesia along with her parents and seven younger siblings. She’s passionate about learning new things and seeing the beauty in differences. In her free time, she likes to read, play board games, talk, laugh, write poetry, joke, and meet new people. She’s also a student at Moody Bible Institute, working towards her bachelor’s in Linguistics and Teaching English.


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