The Post-Grad Journey: Alone Is Liberating
The majority of my post-grad journey has been spent alone. Some days this bothers me, making me homesick or nostalgic for a bustling college campus. But most days, well … I love it. I know the song goes “One is the loneliest number that you’ll ever do,” but I beg to differ – it’s one of the most liberating things that you’ll ever do.
I rarely had alone time in college. If I wasn’t spending time on campus, I was hanging out with my boyfriend. When I wasn’t in class with the same people semester after semester, I was sitting with those same people in the dining hall. After four years of residential dorm room living, I couldn’t even shower and sh*t alone without someone else being in the bathroom brushing their teeth or shaving their legs.
Do you know how nice it is to be alone? It feels amazing, especially when I can get lost in a crowd and do what I want, on my own time. I can go to the grocery store and run errands at Target, and instead of driving a gaggle of other people and working around their class schedules, I can just go by myself when I want! Oh and my favorite: going to the movies alone. I can see what I want, sit where I want, get some candy from the concession stand and not have to share it (sorry, I like to keep my Snowcaps to myself), and I don’t have to deal with the picking and choosing of what to see amongst other people. Also, maybe Jake Gyllenhaal and I want some time to ourselves, ya know?
Of course, I miss having friends close to me and I miss my family, but it’s so nice to rely on myself and my schedule to get things done. I know that some people hate being alone, but the way I look at it, it’s one of those things that everyone should experience. It may be uncomfortable to sit alone in a movie theater, but just because you are too afraid doesn’t mean you shouldn’t belly up to the bar and do it. And plus, I think it’s a lot easier to get lonely if you don’t do anything — even if it means doing something you love — alone.
Yes, it’s weird to spend so much time with myself, but right now, I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world. In fact, I might as well be dating myself at this point in my life because while the rest of my world is changing, it’s giving me the ultimate getting-to-know you of the one person that will always be in my life: myself.
Cheesy as it sounds, I’m stuck with me for now until the day I die. So, why shouldn’t I hang out with myself from time to time like a best friend? Seeing as I’m sitting here typing this without any pants on (and loving it!), I see no reason not to.