Known Streets, Unknown Belonging!!!
Known Streets, Unknown Belonging!!! People often ask me, “Don’t you get bored doing things alone?” or “Why do you go on solo dates so much?” And honestly, I never really answered them truthfully. I always called these solo dates “ self-love ,” which isn’t a lie… but it’s only a partial truth. My own hometown taught me how to be alone. My own city forced me to walk its roads alone. Ever since school, I was somehow always left alone. I had friends, but not really friends . I sat alone in classrooms, wandered alone during lunch breaks because my so-called friends were always too cool to be seen with me. Then came college. I started going to cafés alone because there was simply no one willing to come with me. I was never the wanted person. Maybe I was never “cool enough” for people to genuinely want to hang out with me. And it’s not like I didn’t try — I did. But somehow, I was never enough. I just couldn’t fit in with the cool kids. So I had no option but to find happiness in solo da...