Spend A Day On Your Own

I grew up being very shy and dependent. I was probably in my late teens before I could even order my own meal at a restaurant, I would always whisper it in my mom’s ear first. I didn’t think I could do anything new on my own, I was terrified at the thought.

The first time I ate alone was when I was a freshman in college, I went to the cafeteria by myself because no one was answering their phones and I was getting so frustrated with making friends. I sat by myself and a couple of kids asked me to eat with them, they ended up being kind of creepy, and I didn’t feel empowered at all. I just felt like a loser.

But not being able to do things on your own is such a debilitating fear. I missed out on plenty of things I wanted to do just because I couldn’t find anyone to go with me.

So I started forcing my hand. I would buy two tickets to a concert or one airplane ticket for a weekend trip, I left it up to fate if someone would end up going with me. And I wasn’t afraid to do it on my own. Why waste time and experiences by being dependent on someone else?

This weekend, I spent the day in Philadelphia – a place I’ve been to many times before. I went with my boyfriend, but he had plans that I wasn’t really interested in. So while he was busy, I went off on my own. I ate lunch by myself and then saw a movie by myself. I took a walk by myself and just reveled in doing something by myself that wasn’t laying in bed and watching Netflix.

If you own it, it’s eye opening and empowering to do the things you enjoy by yourself. The key to your happiness shouldn’t be in someone else’s pocket and you need to learn how to unlock it yourself before depending on other people. I encourage you to spend a day on your own, learn about yourself, and just have fun.

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14 thoughts on “Spend A Day On Your Own

  1. I’ve loved alone time ever since I was a little girl. last week, I took a solo trip to Barbados and had so much fun. I had a bit of awkwardness being at the club alone because people think it’s odd – and men find me somewhat intimidating, but I would do it again in a heartbeat. I actually enjoy shopping alone too to the point that it’s awkward shipping for myself with a male partner. lol. I concur with your recommendation to spend time alone, but some people would rather spend their days at home rather than go out alone.

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  2. I am the exact same way. When I moved back to the city I grew up in after college I felt alone because all my friends from high school moved away. I was always very introverted, but wanted to be more outgoing. I was sick of being home alone on Saturday nights. So one night I went out salsa dancing by myself. Did not meet a new best friend, but I met some pretty cool new people and had an amazing time going out on my own! I got to do what I love which is dance, and I didn’t let not having somebody to go with me stop me. It was a really empowering experience.

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  3. It’s a great thing to be exploret Rosie. And also it’s not possible that everyone can join us all the time. Simply we can’t be dependent on them.

    So we need to be independent person to lead our life. 🙂

    I hope you had a fun trip to Philadelphia. 😉

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  4. My first internship forced me to learn how to do things on my own. If not I would have spent my whole summer in Savannah, Georgia and seen almost nothing and that just sounded like a crime. It’s not that I’m not good at being alone, just that I don’t like being SEEN alone. But now I so often prefer to do things by myself.
    I love all the conversation and I always get to do what I want. Sure I love my friends and family and being with them but you can ALWAYS be happy with you and that’s the only person that’s true for. Such a great thing to learn 🙂

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