Last night I stayed at home, which is not entirely surprising since I do that a lot. I stayed home alone though, which is not something I normally do.
I was really scared to do it because I have fear and anxiety staying the night alone, but I did it and it wasn’t even that bad. I didn’t stay up for hours in anxiety or fear this time, but it was good.
I skyped with my mom for hours, and then I watched some videos and fell asleep, slept in really late (which was phenomenal). I didn’t have the yummiest or coolest dinner, but I was able to eat as early as I wanted. The kitchen was clean by 8, I had eaten by 6, and all in all it wasn’t half bad.
I enjoyed myself more than I would. It was nice to have some space and quiet time. I was able to sit on the couch and watch netflix. I didn’t worry about the correct time for dinner, I just ate it when I wanted. I went to sleep when I wanted.
It was nice. Definitely not an every day kind of thing. But it was a nice refreshing getting to know me again thing.