“I find it wholesome to be alone the greater part of the time. To be in company, even with the best, is soon wearisome and dissipating.
I love to be alone. I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude.”
Henry David Thoreau said that, and if you’re familiar with my tattoos, you’ll know that the words of Thoreau have meant so much to me for most of my life that I’ve had some of them permanently added to my body.
If my divorce has taught me anything, it is that to be truly happy in life, you must learn to be comfortable with solitude. You must learn to love yourself so much, enjoy your own company so much, that you prefer it over the company of anyone else.
We make wiser decisions about the people we allow in our lives when we reach the point that we would rather be alone than spend time with sub-par company.
The people in my life, the people I choose to spend my time with, they are fantastic, lovely, wonderful people.
Someone recently joked that I call everyone my best friend. That’s how choosy I am about who I spend my time with – if they’re not so amazing that I consider them a best friend, I have no time for them.
I spend a lot of time alone. But I’m never lonely.