My honest thoughts on living alone

My honest thoughts on living alone

Whenever I tell people that I live on my own, nine times out of ten I receive a shocked expression followed by: "Don't you get lonely?" "Why did you want to do that?" "You're a student that's weird "and I have to laugh to myself because living on my own is truly the best thing that has ever happened to me and I will tell you why.

I semi moved out of the family home of 17 years when I was 18 and moved to Liverpool to study. Like any fresher I ended up living in halls of residence which happened to be one of the worst nine months of my life, you can read about some of it HERE.

I absolutely hated living in a place that I had no control over, no control over how clean it was or how noisy/quiet it was. I had the same problem in my second year and by my third year I knew that enough was enough, I had to get a place on my own and that is exactly what I did.

Often, I will unlock my front door and almost want to cry with happiness that when I walk inside my flat, it's quiet, clean and there's nobody there. Just me, free to do whatever the hell I like. I love having friends over but I also love saying bye to them when I've had enough. I can hide away and I can have an open house, what matters to me is that the choice is mine. I used to be petrified when I flat shared and the door would open for an army of drunk people to walk in screaming and shouting at all hours in the night, I hated being scared to go out of my room to the toilet because of strangers that my flat 'mates' had invited in running around the flat and trying to get into my room to play a prank on me. 

As an only child I believe that I'm programmed to enjoy my own company a lot more than most, I find it easy to entertain myself and I don't yearn for the company of others, I never ever get lonely whilst living on my own, loneliness was something that when I lived with others I suffered from chronically. Living on my own is the best thing that has ever happened to me and when people ask me why I take them back to a night when the psychopathic lad I lived with in first year tried to strangle our flatmate in the middle of the night