Over the past couple of weeks I’ve been in major
loner isolation mode.
At first, it felt good. It was nice to go home after work and relax. I liked saying no to invitations.
It seemed like self-care to go on long walks with no one to answer to. I enjoyed getting a morning croissant by myself and eating it alone in the park.
Then, people start wondering what’s wrong. They start worrying about you. But nothing’s wrong; you’re just enjoying your own time.
But are you?
Even now, sometimes I am still scared to connect with people.
There’s a fine line between isolation and spending quality time by yourself. For me, I just realized it may be becoming a problem when I feel anxiety about responding to people who care about me.
But lately, I’ve just needed a break. To reset. To recharge. To decompress.
But now that I’ve recharged, I feel a little bit empty.
That discontent feeling I now have is a sign that I need more balance. My alone time is important to me, but connecting with others is important too. Sometimes I forget that it isn’t all about me, either- sometimes other people need help. They care about me. They miss me.
Sometimes it’s still hard for me to accept that.
For years it seemed easier to try to do everything on my own, so letting other people in is a big change for me. It’s uncomfortable. But, I’m working on it.
This week, my goal is to break out of my shell a bit more- and maybe even go get a croissant with another person.