About
Created by admin on 15 Nov 2007 | Tagged as: Uncategorized
My name is Harlan. I’m straight, single, and employed. I’m maybe a little shorter than most people, but not much. I have about as much of a stomach as most middle-aged desk jockeys. I’m ordinary-looking, and I’m rarely — if ever — rude. I guess, in a lot of ways, I’m pretty normal.
So why do I feel like I’m drowning?
I guess you’re looking for meaning and significance in life, don’t worry, enjoy the journey and all the best!
I am alone too - somehow I feel less alone knowing you are out there.
Harlan,
You are not alone.
Harlan,
Just came across your blog. I think we’re both stuck on the exact same wavelength. You’ve inspired me to write about my worst Thanksgiving ever - picking up a T-day dinner to go at a Morrison’s Cafeteria (don’t want to be eating seen alone on T-day, ya know), eating alone at home, then vomiting and having diarrhea all night from food poisoning while wondering if the staff did something to the food for all the losers who went there for Thanksgiving.
I have always felt alone, even in a group of people. And regarding you sister (so much trouble to come and care for you) I understand completely, I have one like that too!
I really like your site, my first visit today but the coloring is so peaceful. Harlan a lot of the people that feel so alone are gifted and therefor not one of the “normal” people. Who wants to be normal if that means chaos, war and disregard for other human beings? Have you read this article http://talentdevelop.com/articles/GPATP1.html ? Have you seen the movie What the bleep do we (k)now? I really like what they are talkng about there.. you should look at it.
I´m Icelandic so you see that there are others all over the world that feel alone too… we should band together and maybe construct a group-blog? :) You have my e-mail adresse ;)
life is what you make of it! it’s never too late for a drastic change in life & attitude, NEVER
I just found your blog today, from the Weblog Awards site - http://2008.bloggies.com/
I will be back. You are addictive. You are not alone, yadda yadda yadda….
I hope having new fans won’t change your style.
hello there,
some say loneliness is a choice. i believe it’s true. my mother thinks i’m spending too much time by myself. i believe she thinks that’s something wrong with me. i could always chose to spend good-quality time with al sorts of available imbeciles.
now, how do you know what’s right for you?
http://www.marmeladesquest.com
Hey Harlen,
I feel you. Maybe it’s because I hang out with dead bodies for 8 hours a day. (let me explain: medical examiner) I feel my imperfections make me more alone then others. But they also make me beautiful. I love your blog. consider yourself linked.
Rachel, The Fog City Mom
Hi Harlan
Love your writing. Love how you think. So sorry you’re feeling so alone. So very alone. I sincerely hope that you will find comfort soon in somebody or something. You’re on my list of Blog Bonds…
Helen, The Machinist’s Wife
hey there!
everyone feels this at one point in their lives. i guess it always boils down to what you do about it. i believe in choices.
hope everything turns out well with you sweetie ;)
– sushi of Manila
Beth? Harlan IS alone. So are you. So am I. Some people are just better at hiding from that fact. Those people are considered well adjusted.
I like the radio from hell show too.
Just came across your blog via webblog awards and waiterrant. I love your writing. And congratulations on the award, I think that supercedes barf on sweats.
Maybe just stop crying and vomitting…? and buying pants from walmart?
it’s a start.
If you are even half as funny IRL Bertha is a lucky girl.
I just discovered you. I found this website about 20 minutes ago and I fell in love with it instantly. I have a feeling your fan base is going to be growing tremendously.
Nice blog you set up, Harlan.
Shall I say I was typing “very alone” and my google search found your blog, I have yet to read more but I already found a place to kill my loneliness.
I am in a relationship that feels like a labyrinth without an exit. I feel alone each day more and more. Today me and my partner had a huge fight because he kept calling me fat that I always fail with my diets(on my second day of struggling with it) and he just let me all alone in tears, to go for a three days away to a friend to a far away city. Funny, huh? I am the hurt one and he leaves me all alone by sarcastically screaming “enjoy you week end” on his way out ….I feel that lonelier than I am today there cannot be, but I know it can… I wish I could have a family and friends but I got none, I depend all on him. I wish I could have a place I can run just now and never ever talk to him again.
How did I end up like with such a pathetic life? long story….. but I am scared I don’t wanna live anymore…. I apologize if I wrote too long, I feel I am dying inside…….of so much pain.
I think that you need a person there for you and you alone , that is why you arw alone , you look for people that are the exact oppisite of what you need.
also , if possible I can help you with your problem, you seem like a good person to talk about something like this , you should get evrything off your chest.
Hey, thanks for visiting my blog. I put a link up for yours..
Sincerely
Aunt Bloggie
you write well my friend…i think most people feel alone a lot. Just part of human nature, the only person we actually know for sure is ourself etc. Still though, it sucks.
My personal cure is smoking a shitload of weed and listening to post rock.
But if you really are that alone…you should go on a round the world trip!! you could blog from each location :D and you’d meet loads of new people.
Peace xx AP
now is the time for u to just watch other people.see how they treat others.i guess myself i only go through the motions of livein.i am like so many others,feel alone yet i know my family does care but is it enough it should be . i don,t try to meet alot of people it seems the ones i do meet are fake,try to be something other than who they realy are.i hate that .its funny i called my self in love only to push him right out of my life for good i do think.that is why i’ve been alone now for 2months that sucks.
is there any one who knows the true meaning of life?i would love to have a clue.
Wanna cheer up for a couple of minutes? Visit my blog!
I mean, my God man, you won a friggin’ BLOGGIE. Someone has presumably not yet clubbed you over the head with it. You are a WINNER.
A frustrating winner.
I find it painfully amusing and somewhat saddening that a reader of your blog would respond to your “about” blurb with a plea for someone, anyone, to share with her the true meaning of her individualized experience she sums up as “life.”
I think someone is reaching a little far into that lonely abyss. Hyper extension is painful, they tell me.
Renee, shall I enlighten you? Life’s true meaning is whatever you’d like to assign to it because your entire experience is a culmination of your own perceptions, senses, and your own thought processes, distorted as they may be. So, let me be the one to deliver to you the true meaning of life –
There is none, m’dear.
Well said callie,,,,,,
hi harland wont pretend that finding your website has made me fell whooppy better i still feel so aLONE, i some times wonder where these people come from , i dont beleive that my life is what i assighned it to be, and that is is a culmination of my own, perceptions, and of my own thought processes, i do not choose to feel this way,but feel ife drew me the short straw
id like to talk to the lady who like myself was looking 4 someone and happened apone this site , girl you know how good you are dont let anyone tell diffrent, yoi are not the only one who dont have family but you dont need his shit
Wow.
I love your blog. I’ve been reading shitty fucking blogs all night and then I found yours. Now I can go to sleep.
You should have a Twitter account. Really, you’d probably feel less alone that way as well. If you do ever sign up find me @mssinglemama
I lost my soul mate 4 years April 23 2005, I took care of her for 8 years, then she passed. I live in a very small town and none of our friends showed up. So Buried her asshes at San Miguel Mission in Ca. But I’ve been alone ever since. Her cancer cost me everything and paid off hospitals and Dr. now broke and sick…I don’t care if the sun comes up anymore..What for..to watch others having fun with their families, though I’m happy for them never fills the void. I dream of being in the mountains seeing in my minds eye all old relitives and friends waving to me turning their backs and walking out of site and I’m left totaly alone…thanks for this site I can write to relieve frustration, and pain