ME
Isn't that interesting, surrounded by noise and connections yet slowly pulling away from
people? I did exactly that. Yes, just me, myself and I. At first, it was lonely watching friends
laughing and having their time together yet yearning to be there as well. Yet somehow deep
within, I knew that I needed this distance to find out who I was. ( Who am I? )
I was a very shy child. So often, I needed to feel the comfort of any place in this world,
but I constantly found myself having no place to call my own. One day, I decided to stay away
and learn myself. I brought a book and used the words in it to take me to new worlds. I bought
some game boards to play with, but alone. I started a journal wherein I wrote down my ideas
and dreams on pages after pages. It makes me feel better. Yet, I’m still asking myself if, ( Am I
really okay?)
I stay in the dark room filled with memories, where I could feel that I’m home and
comfortable to sleep. But here it comes I wanted to go out with the nature.
It is in these quiet moments that I found the beauty of stillness, noticed little things done
by a butterfly while dancing in the air or rustling of leaves while witnessing sunset. Nature
became my friend and reminded me that I WAS NEVER REALLY ALONE.
The more I stayed in my isolation, the stronger I became. I started to enjoy my
hobbies-painting or daydreaming, writing songs, writing poems, whatever caught my fancy. I
came to understand that being a loner didn't indicate a shutting myself out from others; rather, it
permitted me to heal and grow.
Now, I find my share of time between being solitary and connecting with other people. I
have learned that taking time for myself better appreciates my friends. Solitude means not just
solitude but also finding out who I am and that’s just ME.
