On My Own

After the last (somewhat incoherent) post and two therapy sessions, I'm taking the time to revisit what it means to be in touch with myself and my interests. Turning twenty was a wake up call to love myself first, to spend my money and my time and effort on the things that make ME happy, even if that means spending less money/time/effort on other people, and that's okay! The more I'm comfortable being myself, the more I will be comfortable being with others. It's time I rethink the meaning of independence; as much as I like to think that I am independent from, say, my parents and most other people, perhaps I am more dependent that I think upon my friends. We're growing up, and people are getting busier and handling new things in their lives. They won't be here for me as much as they were in high school, when we were all together. That was a concept that was very difficult for me to accept, but I'm learning to give people their distance so they can continue to grow and interact with others. It's terrifying for me, but I'm going to have to step out of my comfort zone and get to know new people too, so I too can continue to evolve as an individual. ◊