Solitude can be a beautiful thing when exercised with purpose and I found refuge in getting away from my socially toxic ways. However, too much time alone can also be harmful. My alone time transformed into self-punishment. I castigated myself for not being able to change the bad things that happened in my life, such as being fired.
Yuck, right? This story is always too good to be true because we are human and life is not a movie. Falling out of line with the perfect story shattered me when I finally got a grip. When God slowed everything down, I was able to see from third person POV that I was actually making my own mess. Only as a viewer, was I able to understand the cause-and-effect of my own life.