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Elaine's avatar

Great tips Juvi! Its all about taking the initiative.

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Charlotte Freccia's avatar

I lived in Dublin, Ireland for three months as an American Broad Abroad when I was twenty. It was the most dynamic, exciting time in my entire social life––I had a close-knit group of friends who lived in my apartment building and we ate dinner together every night, in addition to attending school together, hitting our local bars and clubs together, and traveling throughout Ireland and mainland Europe together. A habitually lonely person (who, particularly in my early twenties, often felt like a perpetual outsider in social groups) I never felt more like I belonged than I did amid this group, in this country.

When my time in Ireland came to an end and I said goodbye to my friends, I took a three-week solo trip to Italy. T Although I spent some days with (distant) family there, I was alone almost the entire time. I was very poor, sleeping in cheap hotels without central heat or on hostel floors, and eating one meal a day; I also didn't speak Italian very well, and would go hours, if not entire days, without meaningfully communicating with another people. In a lifetime of loneliness, this three-week period was among the most desolate in my life. (I had learned, in Dublin, of an Irish custom: whenever you enter a church for the first time, take a bit of the holy water from the baptismal fount and bless yourself and make three wishes. When I went to Italy I toured a lot of churches; in every single one I went into, I performed the custom, and made the same single wish, imbuing it with the power of all three: I wished that time would go faster so that I could go home and not be alone anymore). The contrast in my life in the two countries was dramatic, and made the loneliness I felt in Italy all the more painful.

Looking back at that time, I feel profoundly grateful for the experience that I had––not only to have spent so much time in Italy, which is a gorgeous country full of gorgeous history, culture, language, art, food, people, and spirit––but to have spent so much time with myself. Experiences of isolation can be among the most instructive: even if you don't feel like you "learn" anything about yourself when you're lonely, you learn how to survive your loneliness, to engage with it, to persist through it. As poet Ocean Vuong tells us, "Loneliness is still time spent with the world." That's not to say that a Broad Abroad shouldn't prioritize finding friends––it's absolutely essential, as you delineate so well here––but that the loneliness that precedes the connection is essential, too.

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