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> [...] I'm harrowingly lonely. [...]

> I work for a fully remote company. I am married and I have the normal amount of friends. I have a great relationship with my family, who lives nearby (within an hour). My wife works from home 2 days a week so I am only completely alone 3 days out of the week, which isn't bad.

Old Geezer Story: A century or so ago, my father lived on a farm, in the https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/High_Plains_%28United_States%2... of Colorado. Daily human company consisted of his father (grandma died of https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tuberculosis before dad was a year old), maybe a hired hand when things were busy, and neighbors - who might live a mile or more away. Visiting even the little local farming town was a Big Deal - good weather forecasts didn't exist, roads could be deep mud, and anything motor-driven was extremely expensive (by small-farm standards), unreliable, and maintenance-intensive.

Dad's circumstances were shared by millions of Americans, stretching back centuries before he was born. There are loads of diaries, memoirs, histories, and such - telling how those people lived, and coped with the isolation.

Or didn't cope. It was well-known, back then, that many people "were just not cut out for" life on a remote farm. Yes, plenty of folks were judgmental, calling that a personal or moral failing. But my understanding is that the farmers, who knew what it was actually like, were far more charitable.