As a child and then as an adult, aloneness was my best friend. The world around me was so terribly unsafe, what other conclusion could I draw? What other form of reprieve could I seek?
When I was about eight, I created a safe play area in my closet. I turned my shelf over to create a stable, flat drawing surface.
This episode is also available as a blog post: http://prisonerbynocrimeofmyown.com/2020/09/11/the-chill-of-isolation/
