I Think if a family doesn't allow room for all members of that family, than no one really knows anyone within that structure.
Loneliness I found was my companion growing up. Especially when with people.
Knowing oneself is a sensory thing. I've discovered things I like to do now through being allowed room To exist in therapy.
I can feel lonely still. But it's not unbearable. It comes it goes. Just like all life's emotions.
I divorced my foo. That was hard. I expected to only have feelings of hate toward them. I don't. But I can't have them in my life.