Funny thing about being alone
I can deal with it. I love it. Or I used to love it? But i think i still love it. It’s good once in a while.
It’s just that, when you’re missing someone, being alone doesn’t really help. You just can’t stop thinking about them.
3 years ago, I wouldn’t have minded.
3 years ago, I would have embraced this.
3 years ago, I would have occupied myself with dramas or something.
But now, I’m just so used to being with someone almost 24/7. It’s become a habit, it’s become part of my life. Don’t know if its a good thing or bad thing. Should I be so dependent on someone for my happiness?