Living Alone: An Introvert’s Dream

I just moved into a new apartment, and it’s the first time in my life that I’ve ever lived alone.

I’m almost embarrassed to admit that, even though I’ve always known I was an introvert, it took me twenty-something years to figure out that living with other people was actually putting strain on my social batteries.

Let me put it this way. As an introvert, I gain energy and recharge my own batteries by being alone instead of being with people. Living with other people obviously came with a lot of built-in human interaction. This meant that sometimes I was all people-d out just by being in my own house, which had the potential to leave me feeling drained and frustrated, and not even wanting to spend time with friends.

As an adult, making friends is already difficult. Adults don’t spend eight hours a day, five days a week in school, making friends with the people we sit next to in class. We don’t plan sleepovers with our classmates on the weekends, or invite our whole class to our birthday parties.

The adult world of making friends is difficult to navigate in the first place, and it’s exponentially harder to navigate when you don’t have any energy left at the end of the day for spending time with people.

So here I am, in my twenties, living alone for the first time as an introvert. And guess what? My social batteries aren’t running on empty! I actually find myself looking forward to social gatherings now, instead of low-key dreading them or making an excuse to cancel at the last minute.

It’s such an incredible change to live in my own space, where Home is a place that recharges my social batteries instead of draining them.

Everyone needs a little alone time sometimes; introverts just happen to need more of it. Like I said… I’m a little embarrassed that it took me twenty-something years to figure out that living alone might be a good idea. I’m already feeling positive changes within myself, like the fact that I’m now much less likely to turn down an invitation by making some generic excuse, just to avoid human contact.

My twenties are becoming a really self-reflective, self-exploratory, self-discovering kind of time, and I’m learning a lot about myself and the ways in which I function best. Living on my own will mean even more time for self reflection, which I’m really excited about.

I read a book a couple months ago that called your twenties “the defining decade,” and I really think that’s becoming true for me.

Not only am I defining my future, but I’m defining myself.

I hope you’ll take this opportunity to do a little self-reflection of your own; to dig deeper within yourself and really take time to discover what you need in your life to help you thrive.

And then make a change.

Be happy. Be healthy.


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