When I look back I have always being a loner… I like spending time by myself and with myself. Always had. At times friends and boyfriends would complain about me being reclused and moody, and I always admitted to it, never fought it or felt insulted. It was true, I could recluse myself into solitary to study, to soothe my mind, to nurture my soul. I just need time alone.
I have always been surprised how after 20 years of leaving my home country, my friends (my closest friends) are the ones I have back in Panama. Those amazing 13 women were, are and will be one of the best gifts life has given me, and thanks to WhatsApp we are constantly chatting, giving advice, reprimanding, complaining, encouraging and congratulating each other. Of course, I have made friends since coming to the U, but 20 years later there are just about 5 people that have been close enough to call them a friend.
When I turned 35, there was a major shift in me. I started reading self-improvement books, marriage books, communication books, mindfulness books and with this new information I was learning, I became aware that me being a loner was a trait of my personality and most importantly I learned to embrace it.
So what are the things that I enjoy doing all by myself? Here are a few of them:
Watching a movie: I work next to a movie theater and ever so often I try to treat myself for an early afternoon movie on Fridays. Maybe it happens once every two or three months but when there is a movie (especially a rom-com girly movie) I go in, popcorn in hand, and have a blast all by myself.
Having a meal in restaurants: I know it’s not easy to see people eating by themselves, but what if that person is choosing to be alone? In my case, there have been so many times in which I have been eating by myself, in a nice place, watching people walk by or just observing the restaurant. I remember when I was in college I would go to this cafe for lunch and sit by the window just watching people walk by, I enjoyed the meal, the view, and the loneliness.
Traveling: Walking into an airport is instant relaxation for me. I like going to the airport at least 2-hours before my flight and sit in a food court or Starbucks and watching people walk by. Also been by myself in a long flight (8 or more hours) is therapy to me. Watching movies, reading, writing, or just plainly thinking, enjoying the constraint of not been able to go anywhere for the next 10 hours. Princeless.
It is my experience, now at 39 years old, that taking the time to get to know yourself better is pivotal in our continuous self-improvement. We need to decipher ourselves and embrace our own thoughts. We are all different and when I am walking in a mall and I pass by a group of friends, I smile… my lonely trip is their group trip… and we are equally enjoying it.