The OTR loneliness

In rooms full of people. I feel incredibly lonely.
I never feel lonely away from people.

 

wow this thread has been going since 2010, that was 6 years BEFORE i got my CDL. LOL. that's funny.

i cope with OTR loneliness by not doing OTR and running local. i see the same faces everyday...... the farmers, they are my customers. i actually enjoy visiting with them and B.S. with them while im loading milk. i would miss them all if i ever moved on.

 

I'm the same; can't stand crowds, family reunions, amusement parks, high school class reunions, etc.
Give me the open road running coast to coast as a solo driver.

 

i guess everyone has their own drive in this industry. i love going to my farms and seeing the farmers. i love driving in the rural areas. heading out route 20 on a nice spring day...... there is NOTHING better for me. i enjoy what i do and that makes things allot easier. in the year i have been doing this my farmers have become my friends. they sometimes stop what they are doing to small talk with me while im loading their milk.

and when they day is over i get in my car and go home. i still have a home life, but i still get to be a trucker by day. nothing better for me. leaving home for extended periods of time is probably not in the cards for me.

 

I've run Hwy 20 all the way across New York State. Beautiful country.

 

guess what, i run that everyday from sandpit up to route 36. if you drive through Alexander look off to the side of the road you will see Walton repairs...... our repair yard. corner of sandpit and rt 20. if you ever have a break down in the area we do have mechanics on duty that make road calls for our own trucks AND other company's trucks

 

Do they still have that huge yard sale at the eastern end of Hwy. 20? It runs for miles it seems.

 

there arent any yard sales along my route

 

Now that’s funny
I met someone 2300 miles from the dog and pony show that is my hometown. That was 5 years ago.

You can be local, and lonely at the same time. I’m just sayin

 

I often see Truckers and other CDL holders of various classes as unsung heros of society. The distance you fellas put between yourselves and your friends/loved ones not only to make a buck, but to make everyday life and conveniences possible for all of us. They are all too often putting their lives in the line for everyone else's necessities and/or luxuries.

It brings tears to my eyes, to be listening in on many trucking YouTubers' stories, struggles, and feats, and so many of us take you for granted. Hauling hazmat, unstable tankers, dealing with specialized breaking systems, inconsiderate drivers in the tinier vehicles, crappy weather and road conditions. Dang, you guys (and gals) are very bold and brave.

I used to want to be a truck driver like you guys. I was fascinated by the fact that you have two different horns, all the weird things on your tractors, and the interesting complexities and skills involved in this diesel-powered dance between a tractor and its trailer(s). You've heard the saying "Big toys for big boys”? Well I thought in response, "What about big girls? Like me?" But sadly my childhood dream of operating a Peterbilt or a Freightliner was shot down when I turned 16 years old. I was talking to my mom about driver's education, but she told me that I won't be able to drive. Having a seizure disorder since infancy (9 months old to be exact), I would not have been able to even get a simple non-commercial class C driver's license. I was heart broken.

In spite of my disability, I strangely found myself immersed in the world of trucks, truckers, and trucking. I have had to rely on public transportation to get around my town. Many of those bus drivers were previously truck drivers. My favorite school bus driver from elementary school was previously a truck driver too. I have befriended a number of former truckers in my life, including many of those bus drivers i rely so heavily upon. I can't thank them enough for everything they've provided me, especially their time, attention, trust, and friendship... Not just hauling my butt around the state.

Things are slowly getting better for me though. Going keto has allowed me to go without seizures long enough to finally get my learner's permit, although I'm still waiting for my behind the wheel test to get my license (due in September, 2019). I have no clue if I may ever get medical clearance for my childhood dream job, but that's okay. I'll just read into your guys' stories, blogs, and posts, on platforms like this and YouTube, and just play with the tests on my DMV genie app and dream of, or imagine this life of yours. I'll probably be just a tiny trucker with a dually pickup truck and maybe a camper.

If it weren't for the seizures, I'd probably do well given that I'm an introvert, and am okay with being alone and away from home a lot. Staying confided in my small bedroom all the time, I would not mind the small space in a cab of a semi. For now, though, this will remain just a dream.

Anyhow, I don't know if this may mean anything to you guys and gals in the world of trucking, but thank you. Thank you for making my life with disability possible. Bringing in goods from afar, shipping goods to my home, taking away the yucky stuff (sewage+garbage), coming to our rescue with the emergency vehicles, and those of you who may drive buses helping to transporting to and fro. I hope this positive reply will place a smile on your faces.

Thanks for everything you do for me and others in society making life convenient, comfortable, and easier.

Drive safely guys!