I don’t enjoy having no one anymore. I like to travel, it’s the whole reason I packed up my life in Australia and moved to London – so I could travel. And I know I’m “lucky” that I can work and travel and do those sorts of things. But I don’t like travelling alone, and I have zero friends in my life that would / could travel with me – the people that liked to travel I no longer speak to, or they moved home, and the other people never have any money to travel or they have boyfriends or husbands that they’d rather go travel with. I know there’s an option to go alone, but there’s something so unsatisfying about that. I know this is such a tiny, insignificant issue to be concerned with when others are going through so much, but right now it is just making me feel very very alone, because my thought process spirals - not only do I have no one to travel with (the major thing), but no one to go out on a weekend with, no one to cuddle up to at night, no one to confide in and once I start thinking about that..