You know how when you are pre middle age and you travel physically alone
through a few life changing events and you discover how lonely that it can be by not having a human body next to you to let you know with a simple human touch or kindness that it will as always work out? I’ve put myself there. Tiring.
The whole apartment hunting thing. This whole sorting and purging and packing and moving stuff. Trying to get friends lined up to help with moving, or to respond. Tiring.
Basically pertenearly almost all the major life changing events. On my own. I survived. Tiring.