Dude, I find so much hope in your post…that you have this growing dissatisfaction, and that is driving you to action – your post here is a lot more hopeful than you think…even though I can’t come and hug you in real life, I feel connected to you and your story from what you’ve written.
The first three years of my marriage I didn’t have anyone I could call when I struggled. I remember so many nights feeling empty and alone and stuck and struggling and flipped through my phone book and asked myself – who would care? I couldn’t give myself an answer. The isolation was a slow suffocation. The pain finally drove me to a point where I had to do SOMETHING, and my wife suggested I go to some poker night some guys at our church were throwing, and I decided to go. There were some cool guys there, but when I left, I was alone again. The pain drove me to go back. When I did, I invited one of the guys out because I was desperate for a friend. That night when we met, I didn’t realize I’d be meeting my best friend. The pain drove me out of my isolation and into community, and when I finally was so sick and tired of being alone, I finally became connected.
I feel hopeful for you because the point you’re at now – being so fed up that you just HAD to do something different – was the turning point for me, and I’m hopeful it will be the same for you if you continue to let it spur you into connection. You are not alone, friend, and you’re closer than you think to the connection you desire.
Thank you for taking the risk and letting the pain drive you into action. I bless you with hope, and ultimately camaraderie and connection with people who will live life alongside you.