اِنْـفِـصـالٌ جـيـلِـيّ (cross-generational detachment).
When it comes to loneliness, many reasons had been thrown across the table. However, many of these can sound too simple to accommodate the real problem beneath it all. One of these problems that hide deep at the core (and which can hit seniors as much as juniors), is that heavy feeling of not belonging; not to a place, not to a community per se, but to a whole set of mentality and a whole set of generations from before, and after.
I'd argue, the issue isn't confined to seniors. Some younger folks might as well (after suffering a lot in their early years) undergo such feelings. Yet, the effect can be more drastic and of grand consequences when younger generations feel this way. For seniors, their timelines and the lives they had were just about enough to adapt in one way or another. However, adaptation doesn't necessarily mean acceptance. Streaks of loneliness in this case can beat so hard in the heart and probably a senior isn't as adaptable to that as a junior.
It is like standing there in a middle ground, pondering on the hard times and thinking: "Those before didn't have hard times like I did, why me?" or "those younger ones don't have to face the hardships I had, why me?". Such questions might sound like a rebellion against destiny or fate, and of course, it would have failed, but they are not so. It is just frustration on many levels; some have things that we worked hard to get but we couldn't (somehow), but the core of the issue is that quite common we feel connected to those who struggled like us or did things that we did in some way, and the common space of interests that a generation usually has; it's about sharing the experience. Yet for someone in such detachment dilemma, they are left alone in the field; not here, not there. Just burning alone, and speaking a language that others around them don't understand…
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