I play what I refer to as kingdom melodies, at top volume. Music that is related to my faith and it does help to lesson the feeling of loneliness; not completely, but at least I am not in a tight ball, huddled in a corner, as I used to do, in my younger years. My husband would come home and find a dark room, with me in a chair, rocking back and forwards, with tears streaming down my face. It took some time, but he managed to get me to hug him and be ok again.
Thank goodness, I have never again experienced that!
I used to be ok on my own and think it must be age that is causing this relentless loneliness. I suppose to, with my old place, I could go into our garden and feel free that no one was looking, but here, in our new home, too in the face of others. And has set a pattern of feeling alone. But, there is nothing I can do about it, because right now, I cannot even cope with face to face contact and so, I just try and concentrate on the more important things, which is what my faith offers: hope for a better future. In other words: I know this is not going to last and so, I cleave to that hope.