When she was in her hometown, she thought that she only needed to go to the city, have a stable job, have a salary at the end of the month, and her life would be as beautiful as the photo on Instagram. But life is not like a dream.
On the new day of the city, she rented a small, quiet motel room - to the point of hearing the sound of dust and felt sad. When I went to work in the morning, I sat alone at night to eat noodles quietly, surfing the internet, watching all kinds of things, except for the price of gold she did not care. She discovered that the best meal was not cooked by any chef, but the meal with someone to eat. Unfortunately, people who eat together are not in the lease.
On Saturdays and Sundays, people gather for coffee, go out and have fun, she launds, drops clothes and sat watching the ceiling fan film as if it was busier than her. Once she was sick, she went to the hospital alone, took a medicine cabinet and sat down to eat a congee, breathing and crying, not knowing if the congee was saline or the tears were salinier. She gradually understood that she was lonely, not the type of romantic loneliness in the film, but a grumpy, quiet loneliness and sometimes like a knife, slowly adding to her confidence.
But then, everything passed.
The more she lived, the more she absorbed: loneliness was not scary, scary that she did not know what to do when lonely. So she learned how to cook, no matter what dish at first, it was "temporarily forgiven". She started going to the movies, drinking coffee alone, starting to care about ... gold price and seeing herself ... I was also cute. Even, she knew how to give her birthday gifts to herself, with a card: "Wishing you next year less idiot!" Then she wrote a blog about "crazy" things everyday. The number of readers was not much, but sometimes some people "inbox" for her: "Read your post that I feel less lonely". That's enough for her to find herself no longer alone.
She remembers reading the saying: "Loness is a mountain you have to climb alone, but when you reach the top, you will feel higher than yourself yesterday". Yes, loneliness can initially be painful, but if you don't run away but face it, it's a class of courage. It teaches people to stand firm, know how to take care of themselves, know how to be friends with themselves. Now, every time someone asks: "Are you not sad living alone?", she will laugh: alone, but there is no one alone. I have me! And when a person knows how to be friends with himself, he is never lonely.
