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What food group is honey what the fuck is this stuff

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I literally love being at home! In my own space! Comfortable! Not surrounded by people!

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Why I’m writing this stuff down

I’m writing today sitting on a beach in the Dominican Republic where I have come on holdiday. By myself.

This last statement caused a variety of responses when I shared my plans, from thinly veiled judgement and shock to blatant concern and the questioning of ‘why’.

Good question that. Why? Why did I fly to the Caribbean to spend five days in the sun despite being single and having no friends close enough to travel with? Why?

Because I wanted to. And there is no reason why one should deny themselves something just because no one else can do it with them.

I know I must be coming across kind of bitter and for that I do apologise. It’s just that I’ve experienced this kind of censure towards doing things alone for a long while now.

I’m an introvert who struggles to make friends and happily went on holiday to Amsterdam when she was 18 with her Nana for company.

It took me a while but around that 18 mark I figured out that it’s ok to be like that. That it’s ok to go on holiday with your Nana, spend the night at the cinema with your Dad and go out for drinks with your brother. And more than that; it’s also okay to do all of that stuff BY YOURSELF.

Yes sharing experiences with people is a wonderful thing and I enjoy doing so, but if I want to watch a movie that no one else wants to watch then I won’t let that stop me from going to the cinema. And if I fancy eating dinner at a restaurant instead of cooking I won’t hesitate to go it alone.

That last one is where the name of this blog comes from, as I can often be found asking for a table for one and it is this activity that most frequently receives thinly veiled -if not blatantly blasted - judgement.

Just now, getting a table for lunch, I’ve been asked about three times if it’s ‘just me’ in that incredulous tone of voice. And it’s nothing really, they don’t mean any offence and it’s all water off my back BUT, equally, why is there such stigma attatched to being alone?

In a later post I’ll share my thoughts on how this relates to society’s expectations that you be in a romantic or sexual relationship, but for now I’ll just leave it be.

Though I do want to have a quick rant about the extras charges placed on single holiday goers that results in discrimination against those who’d rather go it alone. (Again I’ll go into more depth on later post - I know, you can’t wait, right?😊😬🙈)

So that quick introduction rapidly spiralled into a long post but I think I’ve summed it all up pretty nicely. If even one person reads this and thinks, ‘yeah that sounds like me, I’m not alone in feeling like this’ then I’ll be happy. And hopefully they will too 😁

Adios for now