Going Out By Yourself

*Queue the scary music and the horrified gasps* Yes, the title of this post is Going Out By Yourself, as in just you with no other people. The first time I went out by myself was to the movies to see Get On Up, the biographical film about James Brown. I was met with a million questions from my parents about what boy I was actually going to meet and where I was really going. Unafraid, I assured my parents I was going to meet me, myself and I and would be back before dinner. Leaving behind odd stares and unfinished remarks of disagreement I strutted into the theater with my popcorn and candy ready to experience something I had never experienced. I can't lie and say I didn't feel the 20 pairs of imaginary eyes searing into me, ogling me for being at a movie by myself. I felt strange and began to feel regret for my decision. 

But, as the credits rolled and the lights came on, I felt so good about my decision. I was thinking why hadn't I done this sooner? Going out by myself just felt ... good (for lack of a better, more lyrical description of my experience).  I didn't have to engage in a 3-hour decision making session about what movie to see, I didn't have to wait for anyone, I didn't have to make empty small talk, and most importantly, I didn't have to share my popcorn. I could be the purest form of myself without being diluted or influenced by the presence of someone else.

In a world where being with someone at every waking moment is the norm, going out by yourself is scary, it's new, and it's exhilarating. Learning to be comfortable with your thoughts, your likes and dislikes, the way you process, is the greatest favor you can do for yourself. Hey, if you can't be comfortable with yourself how can anyone else?