It is sometimes confusing to differentiate between a healthy independence and how that differs from isolating ourselves, pausing potentially satisfying collaborations.
Within a state of isolation, imposed not by choice but mood flux; one can feel completely powerless, dependent on something or someone, visibly or invisibly. Powerlessness does not feel at all healthy, interdependent or independent. As willpower leaks out from holes in our self-value, just like motor oil from an engine; it leaves a wide void in our clipped mobility.
But the reality of "willpower" is not as it feels. There is no mechanic to replace it, or store to replenish it. There is not a way to quantify it, or weigh it on a scale. Managing to tread through the rugged terrain of isolation when self-sabotaging thoughts and behaviors begin to pile up like laundry in the corners of our mind's physiology; just to breathe under its suffocating pressure is in itself, an act of courage and strength. To move through the times of crippling isolation with hope and memories of better days in tact, is in the end, a completely independent step.
