My Best Friend Died from Loneliness
Sunday (Edward Hopper, 1926, The Phillips Collection, Washington, D.C.)
White, working-class, middle-aged Americans are one of the only demographics in the world that has seen its life expectancy fall. But Mike wasn’t just a statistic.
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My best friend Mike died alone. That was how he lived, too. He ate alone. He slept alone. Aloneness was his natural state. At age 50, it was sepsis that officially did him in. But really, it was solitude.
Like Mike, America’s white working class is alone. Like Mike, it is being crushed by its isolation.
Since 2000, white working-class Americans between …
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