Comfortable in your own skin

A part of the human condition is being somewhat alone, stuck in your own bubble of solitude. You can always try to label why you are a little bit empty; maybe it’s because the people you surround yourself with don’t know you well enough; maybe you simply can’t find ‘the person’ to enjoy your happiness with; or maybe, you are looking to find yourself, something you definitely cannot find in another person. As I’m stuck between all three of those aspects of loneliness I left, i packed up my world and left my comfort zone in search of something that could help me define myself and fulfil that ache. When travelling alone you spend a period of time in solitude, a time that can either be used as motivation and inspiration, or as a time for reflection. Truth is, my first night in London as i laid in bed, I was so ready to pack up and head home. I was too far out of my comfort zone, yearning for independence but in that i had never felt more alone. I guess I had never thought about the world without others, without my family and without my friends; it’s all i had ever known. But as you can realise i stuck it out, it’s been almost a week and already I feel more confident in myself and my abilities and the testament of independence. As a child i used to pity those people who sat alone in busy restaurants, who didn’t have someone to discuss the food or their day with. I was vicariously self conscious. But now as i sit here by myself in a busy Italian restaurant in central London all alone i’ve never felt more reassured of myself. It’s liberating when you learn to find enjoyment and happiness in your own company.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

WordPress.com.

Up ↑

%d bloggers like this: