Coming to terms with my solitude

Sometimes I like being alone

And sometimes I really do not want to be

But I am anyway

Like when your parents train you as an infant to self-soothe

Leaving you to “cry it out”

Those may actually end up being the most beneficial moments

Being forced to sit in my own loud silence

Feeling lonely

Overthinking everything

Eventually coming to terms with my solitude

SWD 02/2018

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