Tuesday, March 1, 2016

Food Alone? Food with Friends?

As I was walking to put the plates on the conveyor belt to be washed, I walked by my roommate at a table with her friend. She waved and I smiled (hands were full) but it was a little weird because I feel like I was caught doing things alone. Which I always do.

Okay, the thing is, I'm definitely more than okay doing things and going places on my own. It's just that I don't like that being alone usually generates pity, or the idea that someone who is alone is alone because they are not able to have friends or socialize.

That's not the case with me. If I wanted to, I could have lots of friends, hang out in friend's dorm rooms all day, wait for a friend to go with me to the cafeteria... but I don't have time for that. I'm really fine on my own, and I like to be by myself because I don't have to depend on anyone else and no one else has to depend on me (that gives a little bit of pressure).

So I'd rather not be seen while I'm out and about by myself just cause me being alone isn't what it looks like. I don't slow down for others. If someone wants to run with, that's cool, come along, but I'm not going to wait and I'm not going to adapt. I don't compromise, cause it's not worth it.