By Andrew Solomon — 2014
Every forty seconds, someone commits suicide. In the United States, it is the tenth most common cause of death in people over ten years of age, far more common than death by homicide or aneurysm or aids.
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All of us have had the experience of being alone. Periods of solitude, whether self-imposed or otherwise, can bring clarity to personal uncertainties by drawing us into contemplative introspection. But what about loneliness, that desperate longing for connection?
Virtually everyone experiences loneliness from time to time, with many people becoming especially aware of feelings of loneliness around the holiday season, Valentine’s Day, and during times of extreme stress.
A person can feel separate in a crowd, with a group of friends, even in the midst of a large family. Loneliness is not a friendless state; it is the major symptom of the world.
Loneliness is contagious, heritable, affects one in four people – and increases the chances of early death by 20% – says US social neuroscientist John Cacioppo. The good news? He thinks it can be treated.
I’ve given radio shows about my afterlife research from Sydney to Toronto, and from London to LA. Here are some of the more interesting questions that interviewers ask me.
Learn how to recognize the varying types of halluncinations and delusions that are among the most common symptoms of schizophrenia.
To find out what is death there must be no distance between death and you who are living with your troubles and all the rest of it; you must understand the significance of death and live with it while you are fairly alert, not completely dead, not quite dead yet.
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We’ve all felt lonely from time to time. But sometimes, things can get out of hand. Psychologist Guy Winch lays out some straightforward tips to deal with the pain of deep loneliness.
I catch some things here and there: a scurrying chipmunk crosses the path, a patch of sunlight glimmers ahead of me. But mostly, I’m in my head and in my feet as I cross a metaphorical finish line, completing my mileage for the day.
Learning to live with grief and loneliness after the death of a spouse.