I have always hated to spend time alone after break-ups. The winter time was especially hard for me because the days were cold and gloomy and I could not go out a lot. It was scary for me to be left alone with my very own thoughts. I would always keep my mind busy in order not to think about the heartache.
I wanted to make it clear to myself that solitude was not necessarily frightening. I was alone and felt lonely but I had time to think about everything. I had time to get to know myself better. I had time to realize what I really wanted from my life.
It was a chance to use my time wisely and forgive myself for the poor choices that I had made.
I was too distracted with my own problems that I forgot to notice other people’s needs and worries. I started taking a genuine interest in other people and I used my time to help them. I was surprised that many people were actually having the same problems as I was. And I helped them. And they helped me as well.
When I was alone, I had more time to appreciate little things and to be grateful for all the good things that happened in my life. I began enjoying the warm sunshine on my face and the simple fact that I was alive. I started looking at things differently. Positive thoughts surrounded me and the world looked so much better.
