Add me to the list of people who, when the chaos ended, just isolated in the "peace" and safety of my home. I didn't want to go out, I didn't want to interact with other people, even my husband was working out west at the time, so it was just me and the cat working through some of my "stuff" in the safety of my home.
I learned the difference between isolation and solitude. One is healthy, one is not. And I began with baby steps. A trip to the store. A walk on the beach. Taking half an hour to shop for something for me. A trip to the library to choose a good book. Joining an interest group in photography and then making myself go, even on the field trips that were half a day or more.
I did this until I found balance and felt good just "having fun".
Codependency and my experiences had affected me far more strongly than I had known, and it was good to "rediscover" the new me, the me that was healthy and took care of myself.
Good post, imallright. And good reminder for me to take time to have fun on a regular basis.
Hugs