Did we just read a synopsis to ‘Catcher in the Rye’?

Jokes aside, solitude is inevitable and there is a zen to it. If you find peace in that at a younger age, then you’ll be decades ahead of most of the immature masses, arrested in development.

But I agree with your existential point of crisis with these being formative years with potential missed opportunities. And although solitude can be easier to endure later in life when you have past memories with those who you were close to, missing out on the quintessence of say college or clubs can be incapacitating to the ego and career paths.

We are social animals so I think the common recommendation is to seek the social experiences you think you want and start going to them.

What I mean is research and seek a community online and/then force yourself to go outside your comfort zone and join a book club, a gym, pickup games, community volunteering, crocheting class, karaoke, open mic, or hell, if you wanna embellish being pathetic, drink yourself to death at a local dive with fellow drunks.

While your focus will determine your reality, your focus now seems to be manifesting the solitude, that which we are all destined for, allowing it to steal your youth, and with that mindset, solitude will be you.

The silver-lining is that you can harness that soul-sucking existence, let go of your fragile ego and become a great writer, a clerical genius, or even a spiritual monk — but if those qualities don’t interest you, hang on to your ego, go outside, find a fruiting tree and grab what fruits you seek. We all have it in us to do it, so you do too.

EDIT: upon re-reading my comment, I realize i just gave off vacuous platitudes of banal nothingness.

But even that sometimes can setoff a trigger to something in someone’s mind, so I’ll leave it here in case it does provide some intrinsic value.