Oh the horrors of isolation. We have all gone through it and it is with me today. I always felt worthless and that I was a bad person. With the help of a really good therapist I found out that this was due to a horrible mother who constantly punished me, humiliated me and made my life as miserable as she could. Since then I also found out that other members of the family knew what she was doing to me but no one stepped in to help me. I honestly do not know how I did this but from somewhere I found the courage to leave her hostile environment and move far away. I was able to find a job and a place to live. I made a sort of life for myself. Some God was smiling down at me because I also met my husband. We were married for 59 years before he died. I am not sure I can ever get over this. My therapist has diagnosed me with PTSD because of the abusive childhood I suffered. Most of the time I feel more comfortable being alone and it is hard to meet new people. I am still in therapy. I am also very old. One month from today I will be 89 years old. But physically I am in remarkably good shape. I am able to live independently and drive myself wherever I need to go. I do not look like my age either. So I guess that's a good thing. But I know about isolation and that is not a good thing. My therapist is helping me to go out by myself. So far have not been able to do this. But all we can do is plug away and hope for the best.