“An island might start to feel like a seige prison, and that’s if you are vigilant with any defenses you were smart enough to prepare with.”
A client of mine owned a house on an island in Northern Michigan. When they were gone it was constantly broken in. Mosty young kids drinking on the lake. They eventually hired someone to house sit.
He invited us to stay for a weekend. After a day or so it was boring. It took 20 minutes of boat time and then get into a car for another 20 minutes to get to the closest decent store for food.
I’d given it a go.
Introverted me could probably handle that level of isolation.
I’ve done a little house sitting.
The wife and I took a cruise on a freighter/passenger ship from Tahiti to the Marquesas Islands...beautiful islands, but after about the third island stop, I told the wife that if I lived here, after about the 3rd day I'd be checking the horizon for the ship's return.
I actually could live like that and be quite contented. A 40 minute ride for food is nothing for the benefit of privacy.