“My alone feels so good, I’ll only have you if you’re sweeter than my solitude.” – Warsan Shire

Alone.

Since when was that word synonymous with lonely?

I love being alone! It’s so great! Though I’ve always been okay with my personal time, I’ve also always looked forward to meeting with friends or going to a social setting with great folk. And to finally be able to live my life unapologetically in every sense, not worried about being validated by anyone, man or woman, is freeing.

Right now, I’m appreciating my moments of just being alone. I adore my time. I genuinely adore ME.

For once I’m spending my time alone with myself WILLINGLY! It’s not out of hurt or because it’s all I have as an option. It’s genuinely because I crave my personal time.

I watch TV, I belt out my favorite songs, I dance in my room (twerking preferably), I giggle at tumblr posts, I write…I do whatever I wanna do.

I can piss me off, if my mind is racing too much and if I happen to get on my own nerves, I’ll nap.

But I know what to expect from me. I know how to handle me. One thing about spending time alone is that you can be as selfish as you want. And for someone as empathetic as me, it’s refreshing to only care about myself sometimes.

Aaminah

Image Source: Exposure, Edita Vilkevičiūtė by Sølve Sundsbø for Numéro, November 2009