Go It Alone Some Days

You learn a lot about yourself when you are your leading company in day-to-day life. When you live alone and work from home, the thoughts you keep are shared out loud with yourself and your designated snuggle pillow on the couch. I walk around cracking up at my jokes, and they are never really that good, but you’re supposed to smile a bunch per day for health reasons or some shit, so I have to make it happen. Basically, I make shit jokes that no one else will hear for my health, is what I’m saying. With that, I’ve learned a lot about setup, punchlines, and how a good old bait and switch is the magic key.

Life isn’t worth much if it’s not entertaining, so even when you’re alone, you better find ways to jest. It is the spice of life.

It feels so odd that I get to wake up, work out, watch whatever I want, and if I burst out crying, I don’t have to explain it to anyone. Don’t assume that sentence is a cry for help because it isn’t. Crying is a thing humans do; I just happen to do it primarily alone, when working out and watching tv. I’m a weird human; we all know this. Moving on.

I recently realized this side of solitude pays dividends that many people never experience a day in their lives. What a relief it is to be able to feel whatever you want, whenever you want, and not have anyone around bugging you about where it’s all stemming from.

I know so many friends who have never lived alone because it simply doesn’t work for them. Except, you learn so much when it’s just you with your thoughts and emotions. It can sometimes be scary, but when you pull yourself out of anything alone, there’s a sense of pride that comes along with it. You learn so much about who you are, who you want to be, and what you want to accomplish in life when it’s just you giving yourself the pep talk.

With all that, you, of course, need to have core people that you can call and ask for help with things because no one can do everything alone, even if you try.

The other day, I carried a box labeled “Buddy Lift” up my stairs, alone. It did add a checkmark to my sense of pride, but my back still hurts, and I was the only one around to see it. I learned my lesson. Tell the delivery people to stick around and watch.

Honestly, I don’t know why I started writing this blurb.

Maybe I started writing it for people out there who also live alone and need some camaraderie?

Hey, me too! It’s fun! Let’s be friends.

Maybe it’s for those who haven’t taken time alone lately and need a push in the right direction?

I guess I should do some sort of a pep talk now.

You are enough. Your thoughts, emotions, bad jokes, and everything in between is the spice of life whether you have an audience or not. Your partner, friends, and family may complete your sentences at times, but you are the keeper of your own story. Write some of it with just you, yourself, and you.

Don’t get caught up in the fact that you’re alone. Trust me; it’s a good thing. Stop looking at sad boy/girl memes about being alone or pining over someone else’s Insta perfect relationship. They’ll convince you you’re a sad sack that needs to fix things. You don’t. You just need to recognize your worth and how fucking cool you look, with no one else on your arm.

I’m not saying break up with your partner or become a complete hermit if you’re single. I’m just saying switch it up and go at it alone some days.

You’ll learn so much along the way.