I'm just an old man of 62. My SO of 24 years passed away suddenly a little over two years ago. She became disabled and I became her caregiver. Called home from work one day at lunch and she didn't answer. Rushed home to find she had passed. I relive that moment every single day. The adjustment has been hard, harder than I expected, but I get by.

I don't talk about being lonely and missing the feeling of connection. I don't talk much about anything of substance to anyone. People in general don't care, are only interested in their own agenda and what they can get out of someone.

So, here I am, messing around on Reddit. Holding some thread of hope that a connection will be found.

I do believe we are were we are supposed to be. That the Universe puts us in people's paths for a reason. So I stay on my path. Grateful everyday for my two fur babies, a great job, and roof over my head.

The loneliness is heavy and can be overwhelming. Reddit supplies an endless amount of people selling, scamming and being fake. I still scroll and hope that one day the Universe will put someone on my path.