The Time I Crossed The Line!

I crossed the line. The thin line between loneliness and solitude.



We, as human beings are social creatures. From birth we have been around people, people who drive the development of our personality, which stems from the expectation of other people, and our need to meet those expectations.





Solitude finds you when you are alone. I confused being alone with loneliness to the point it was part of my conscious. I was afraid of loneliness, and I couldn’t figure out why. I grew darker and darker until it dawned on me.
“Am I afraid of knowing myself?”




Away from the wave of people that moulded me into who I am, do I have to face who I really am? Was I afraid of myself? NO.

I had to change the state of my mind. For a second I forgot my worth. For a second, for cold and dark second I almost forgot the pedestal I’m sat on. For a painful second I forgot the jewels that gleam with pride on my head.




I have the passion, the strength, and the heart to love myself with such a fierce force; love from another is a gift for me.

I climbed out of the hole the world left me to rot in by myself. I did that, and it was my state of mind that drove me back to sanity. How easy it would have been to let go of myself and the let the world eat my flesh, limb by limb. But I didn’t want that. That’s what it took. Me.

The world has had several attempts to take me down. I’ve survived.





Sometimes, we need solitude to step back and look at how much of ourselves we really give away. How much we settle less for, the lengths we go to, to meet others expectations.

– One can be instructed in society. One is only inspired in solitude.

Love, Always

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  1. September 19, 2015 / 10:59 pm

    This article is beautifully written. I enjoy your words.

  2. September 21, 2015 / 3:46 pm

    With your title and all these pics, I thought, “uh oh, has she packed it up and gone to live in the wilderness? (of course not, how did she post this then?)”
    You touched on something though. Sometimes being alone means having to face yourself and that’s such a scary thing to think of. No distraction of another, no joy, yet no blame either; your world is the cause/making of yourself. But it’s so true. Even at traffic lights people have the need to…not be alone. This is super tangential, but your post reminded me of this:

  3. September 21, 2015 / 4:01 pm

    Dear Nm. I am so happy to hear that you are emerging back into the light. Wonderful.
    Wishing you peace.

  4. October 6, 2015 / 3:30 pm

    Your words. Your pictures. And your sense of relating things are all superb! Loved this blog and this motivation it has. JazaakAllah.

    • October 6, 2015 / 8:48 pm

      I’m so glad it got you to feel somewhat relaxed! Thank you for having a read ♡♡♡

  5. October 16, 2015 / 7:12 pm

    Keep crossing lines…stay wild…be yourself! Thanks for looking in on Dialog on Dialogue!

  6. October 23, 2015 / 6:57 pm

    A perfect mix of pics and thoughts.

  7. October 23, 2015 / 11:17 pm

    Meditation in solitude is awesome. I like being alone, but I see it not as loneliness.

    • October 27, 2015 / 1:21 pm

      That’s great, being able to enjoy your company is a blessing. X

  8. October 27, 2015 / 10:04 pm

    Beautiful message and so true!

  9. November 2, 2015 / 12:23 pm

    Hello again.. Your second photo could have been my Hiding Place.

  10. November 15, 2015 / 6:42 pm

    Love the angles; love the sentiment. Together it’s a beautifully arranged poem.

  11. February 25, 2016 / 4:19 am

    Relatable. This post is so well written.

  12. March 24, 2016 / 8:25 pm

    This is quality content. Solitude, good. Isolation, bad.

    • March 24, 2016 / 8:26 pm

      You said it my friend! Thank you for reading ❤️

      • March 24, 2016 / 10:39 pm

        You’re welcome. Definitely following now. Hope to read more soon.

  13. May 13, 2016 / 9:58 pm

    Wow, this was beautiful. I think a lot of us still need to learn that being alone is okay and it’s important to have these moments of solitude.

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