There's nothing better than coming home to a completely empty house, cooking something and just being alone. I really like it and sometimes get annoyed when someone is here when I get home. I'm rather introverted and don't usually feel like talking to anyone.
I'm glad that the people that live here can tell when I want to be alone, because they leave me alone. They know how much I appreciate that.
I really need time to myself. I need a balance of time alone and time with people to really be at my best. I always notice how critical that time alone is when I'm visiting family over the holidays and have people hovering around me constantly. I'm usually berserk within just a day or two.
I have always enjoyed my alone time. When I was a teenager, I would brew a pot of darjeerling and shut myself in my bedroom for hours.
Yes....I have felt completely alone in a crowded room. But I can't say that being alone makes me feel lonely.........I accomplish so much when I'm alone. I work through problems......make plans.....come to conclusions...without the distraction of interaction with other people.
Don't get me wrong.....I'm very social. I just value being alone....
I realized that I sounded a little like a shut-in.
I love my solitude. I can work on my art without interruptions that ruin my mood. Fortunately Monk is part of my solitude, and I don't have to shut him out in order to be focused on my art pieces, homework, etc. He's a great person for patience.
i guess i've elevated solitude to an art form...for the first 5-6 years after my divorce i literally became a hermit..the only people i allowed around were familiy and damned few of them...as i got over my depression i realized that i still needed human contact and interaction but on my terms...today i'm a performing musician, own a music store and know practically everyone in my little town...but i still spend a great deal of my time alone and love it...solitude gives you time to learn and grow and change and enjoy and on a very basic level i resent it when people interupt it without permission..
Once I protected my solitude fiercely. Wanting to be alone when I got home from work, and well if someone came to visit, it was more of an annoyance than a welcome break.
Its not like that anymore. Though I still like my alone time from time to time. I ahve become more of a peoples person now than I used to be.
I adore my alone time. It allows me to be myself and not worry about who's watching and why and what they're thinking. It also tells me that I can do things by myself and be independent (yes, even if it's fixing the toilet!).
But it's the balance of alone time and people time (as I like to call it) when I'm at my peak. No man is an island but people around 24-7 makes me very nervous.
I love having alone time. It's something I really cherish since I rarely get it. Sunday afternoons are usually my time alone to slip on my favorite CD, get some of those school assignments done, have a long hot bath...whatever I'm in the mood for. If I miss my time, I am not too pleasant to be around
My fourth grade teacher was talking with my mother telling her that sometimes I was totally engaged and other times it just seemed like I wasn't there. My mother replied that she really couldn't successfully intervene because she was the same way.
I have always relished my solitude. When we sold my husband's first business he became the stay at home parent. I had a difficult adjustment period in having him around all the time. Now that this business has picked up, I have some evenings that, after the son is in bed, I can disengage. Ah, the luxury.
solitude is precious to me...when i'm alone i can push away the world, at least for a little while...i have the makings of a hermit, i think, but not the opportunity
Solitude?............Being alone?...........Lonliness?.........I think I crave solitude when I have had my fill of people....when I've spent too much time in traffic...when everyone wants a piece of me and there is no more left to give. Being alone..............sometimes by choice...sometimes by circumstance.......sometimes pleasant................sometimes dreadful. I believe that in order to enjoy our time alone, we must enjoy the company we are with. Personally, I spend quite a lot of time by myself. It is my choice. Most of it is spent in my favorite activities. I suppose that I am fortunate.......I can recall many times in my life yearning for solitude but not a single time longing to be surronded by people.
There are times I want nothing more than uninterupted quiet... but I am very social as well. I like company... especially when it can be at an intimate level - not necessarily sexual , but real communication.
For me its a matter of control. What I lack in my life, between family and work, is the ability to control my time. When I want to be social and when I want solitude. For the most part, real solitude doesn't exist for me. Even when it seems there may be a fleeting moment of solitude it is always colored with the knowledge that it can be interupted at any moment.
I can understand how you would cherish such privacy.
I think one of the things I miss the most about being single was solitude. I was incredibly social, threw parties at my apartment frequently, everyone I knew had a key to my house and car, but they also knew that when I wanted to be alone, they weren't allowed to intrude.
I miss quiet mornings on the porch swing with my coffee and the sunrise. I miss stretching out and taking up the whole bed. I miss the ability to just get in my car and drive for a couple of days, stopping wherever I felt like it.
I wouldn't trade in my kids for a chance at solitude, but most of the time, I really wish the people in my life understood that being alone, for me, is a necessity. My SO takes it as an insult to him when I feel the need to shut myself away for an hour or two.
It has taken me some time to be comfortable with being alone.
During those times when I lived alone... I did not like the solitude. It was usually during a period of reconstruction...and a time of healing...but I wasn't used to being alone. So I desperately sought companionship.
That can sometimes lead to disaster.
I have been in a relationship where I have felt alone. And in that relationship I made adjustments and convinced myself that being alone wasn't so bad. I looked forward to those times of solitude.
I guess it is easier to find such comfort with oneself when you know that someone would eventually walk through the door.
I do need a certain amount of quiet time all alone. But I'm not the total misanthrope I once was. I DO have a hard time being with groups of people. That wears me out. Even being in Internet chat when there are 4 or 5 people in there is hard on me, and a night of hanging out with a group of friends saps all my energy...but one-on-one interaction with a good friend, when I'm in the mood for it, is actually invigorating.