I’m 27 and up until now I have never truly been alone. I have never lived alone, never had to tackle problems on my own, and never made decisions all by myself. Acceptance is tough, but necessary, and I feel like now I realise I am alone. I have to keep telling myself it’s not a sad thing, I have friends, family, and a tonne of support, but I have to work on me now. So with that being said…
Tomorrow will be my first true day living alone. I’m nervous, excited and a sad all at the same time. I have had time to myself before and feel like I always get off-track around others, so it will be interesting to see what happens now everything is down to me. I’m excited to decorate and routine my life in a way only I want, but i’m also conscious that all responsibility now falls down to me too.
It will be a late night at work for me but I am determined no matter what time I finish to get home and prepare everything I need so that tomorrow feels like an entirely fresh start, and truly me, with no outside influences. I want to reorganise my front room and need a good clear out of my kitchen and bathroom. My bedroom is pretty much there but could do with a little declutter.
Tomorrows schedule is looking pretty packed as well. I plan to film a video of my first day living alone.
Time. We never have enough of it do we.
I have many projects I want to start, and I felt like Three little things helped with that, but things are always overwhelming. Trying different things to see what works is the best way to keep up motivation, because not everything will work, and I need to learn to be ok with that. It’s ok if we have off-days, as long as we reach the destination in the end.
I started reading a book my colleague had ‘The subtle art of not giving a f*ck”. After everything the title really resonated with me, and this morning when I laid in bed one quote in particular stood out to me:
“We have so much f*cking stuff and so many opportunities
that we don’t even know what to give a f*ck about anymore”
I felt this perfectly represented my feelings of being overwhelmed. In a world of so much opportunity it is easy to miss things, and the irony is that fear of missing out has actually made me miss so many years of opportunity.
It’s time to take that back, the fear of failure should not stop you from starting or trying anything, because really, the only failure is sitting there letting everything pass you by.