Being Single

When I visited Colorado last month, I realized as I spontaneously booked my flight a week in advance, I didn’t have to tell anyone I was leaving.

I could just book it without anyone’s permission (not that it’s needed, but inside a relationship, out of respect some sort of conversation should be had).

It was the first time, in a long time, I traveled while being single. And that thought kept coming up for me throughout the entirety of the trip.

I didn’t have to tell anyone I was leaving.
I didn’t have to let anyone know I got in safe.
I didn’t have to tell anyone what I was doing or who I was doing it with.
I didn’t have to checkin with someone throughout the course of the day or at the end of the night.
I didn’t even need to tell someone, hey I’m home now.

I could do it all without thinking about someone else and that feeling crystallized so much for me.

As someone who was always in a relationship, I felt a sense of freedom I haven’t experienced in a very long time.

I could do whatever I wanted, when I wanted it, without considering how it would effect someone else’s feelings.

And that felt really good.

Then, it occurred to me, all this time I was afraid of being single, because being single—to me—meant all these empty spaces.

But, looking through an optimistic lens, those empty spaces really just leave more room for freedom. To maybe do stuff I didn’t have time for in a relationship. To try new things. To pick up new hobbies. To spend more time focusing on me and what *I* wanted to do.

Being single ultimately gives you a different taste of freedom and more time to discover who you are and what you want—externally of someone else. And that’s a beautiful thing.

#PerspectiveShift #SingleLife #ItsAGreatLife
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