Solitude (noun) // the state or situation of being alone
“so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith—that you, being rooted and grounded in love, may have strength to comprehend with all the saints what is the breadth and length and height and depth, and to know the love of Christ that surpasses knowledge, that you may be filled with all the fullness of God.”
It hurts. It really does. The feeling of exclusion, of dismissal.. of unwanted solitude. It kills me inside but I never let it show. I never “wear my heart on my sleeve”. If I feel kicked down or defeated, I choke it down. I head home, and laying on my bed with my face in my pillow, is where I let my tears stream out. People who know me always mention me to be a happy upbeat bubbly person. But that’s just the exterior. There are so many layers that make up a person.
I always wonder if I hide myself behind my smile. When I exchange my hellos and smiles between friends passing through the halls, I don’t truly mean it. It comes so easy for us humans (especially for girls) to be fake and superficial and it hurts a person. It breaks them down, but we never stop to realize our actions.
I think experiencing this firsthand gave me a new perspective on my own personality and how I treat people. When I was meeting these new people, I gave it my all. I wanted so badly to fit in and to socialize on my own without relying on others. I didn’t want to be a burden to them so instead I took matters in my own hands. I felt as if God meant for me to be here with these people, therefore I would have to work at this. It won’t come easy but I knew the result would be rewarding. However, it didn’t work out towards my favor. I tried so hard but others just weren’t reciprocating my enthusiasm and energy. Honestly.. it broke me down. It broke me piece by piece. I felt my confidence draining and I felt God to be so distant from me. I just wanted to cry out “God why why why? Is this what you wanted me to feel? Solitude?”. It hurts. It really does.
I couldn’t even hold my tears until my pillow that day. To feel such strong rejection in one night was too much to handle. A huge part of me wondered if God wanted me to experience this for a reason. That perhaps there are many others out there who are experiencing just as I am. However, instead, they are crying because I was part of the reason. That there’s something I could’ve done to help them or make it just a little easier. I felt their pain and I realized how much it can affect and ruin a person.
Solitude of loneliness. Unwantedness. Anger. Frustration.
We must remember that God is always there for us. I must remember that God has not forsaken me. But this is only the beginning, God always has a plan for us. It is never guaranteed that the roads will be clear and easy. However, it is during our times of pain, loneliness, rejection, and solitude that we must remain strong in our faith. To keep firm and our eyes and heart locked on God. I must not let a hindrance that occurred to affect my relationship with God. I’m not exactly sure where to go from here, but I know I’m not walking through this journey alone. He’ll be there by my side throughout the whole way while I figure it out.