The Value of Being Alone
6 Feb
it’s easier not to be great
and measure these things by your eyesLive, I Alone
I’ve been home alone today sick with flu-like symptoms. It’s given me the opportunity to catch up on some work ideas that I hadn’t been able to get to earlier in the week (my daughter has been sick this week, as well – fun pair we are!), but also has given me some time to reflect on my situation. Nearly eight months have passed since the ex and I split up, around the time most people start noticing their eyes are wandering a bit when people walk past, “just to see what’s out there.”
In my previous life (BK, Before Kylie), I would have let my eyes wander and think to myself, “Man, she’s hot” or “That’s the kind of woman I would like in my life.” Now, I look at women and find myself going through a laundry list of questions which end up talking myself out of pursuing anyone. Most of the questions are concerning my daughter since, at some point, a potential partner is going to have to come into contact with her. There’s no avoiding that. I have little interest in random hookups, friends with benefits, and the like, so I remain alone.
To take this further, I haven’t been out seeking friends either or trying to connect with people I already know on Facebook, Twitter, Google+, and outside the home. I certainly don’t hate people, and I do look forward to the incidental contact have with people here and there (talking with the baristas at the coffee shops, a friendly clerk at the grocery store, the people noticing my daughter). Right now, I am more than content to focus on myself for a change and stop putting everything off that I want to do because someone else needs me to do a favour.
I have come to realize that a great part of my unhappiness in the fall was due to not being able to get things accomplished as much as I would have liked – weight loss, getting stronger, writing more, building up the business, and so forth. Originally, I used the hurt I was feeling over losing someone as an excuse as it seemed to consume my life a lot when I wasn’t spending time with my daughter. Analyzing the journey we had taken together, everything I could have done differently, wondering what the ex was up to, how to repair things to remain friends, and so on.
It was paralysis by analysis, to use the cliche.
A switch was flicked in December when I injured my lower back. I knew it was also caused by the level of stress I was putting on my body mentally (all that analyzing, plus being a full-time parent for majority of December). I had no choice but to change, and I change I did.
I have spent more time writing, reading, and working out in the past month than I did the previous six months, most likely (also, watching Sons of Anarchy, Spartacus, Californication, Fringe). Besides this week (I’m blaming this cold on my daughter), I have been feeling great and experimenting with intermittent fasting. I haven’t seen the radical results like most people have displayed, but I also am just beginning to ramp up the workouts again after the back injury. There may still be hope for a beach body by June yet.
The most important thing though is that I have the business website launched, starting to write blog posts, interacting with LinkedIn groups more frequently, and have a plan in place to locate more clients. It may not interest anyone because of the area of work (hotel industry), but feel free to visit the site and send me any helpful advice you may have. I’d be extremely grateful.
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Back to being alone.
Looking over what I have accomplished this year so far, it makes me a bit upset to think of how much time I wasted last year. The main reason why I didn’t get anything done is because I was still hung up on the ex. I started to think about how some people have such an easy time getting over past relationships and moving on, whereas others (like me) tend to over-think and ground themselves until they are able to move on to better things in life.
I have no idea whether I am right in saying this, but I believe that the levels of emotional attachment between two people is not necessarily equal. Being equal is a goal, and the relationships that last the longest are closer to that equilibrium than a couple after a first date. The more attached someone is to their partner, the greater the hurt is to that person. I also know from experience that the longer I am with someone, the stronger those feelings are, so the hurt is greater even still.
In my head, it became a clear image:
I also thought about some of the crazier people who became deeply attached to me in a short period of time. When I broke things off, they seem crushed, even though in my mind they barely knew me after a month or two. In the opposite direction, you have the more apathetic people who have little emotional attachment (or slower growing) and don’t seem to get hurt much at all when the relationship ends regardless of the length of it.
After seeing the graph, it makes me wonder if I’m one of the crazy ones, and my unconscious self is protecting myself by showing disinterest in women before I go crazy over another one. It’s a horrible sequence of thoughts to get into, so instead I focus on the value of being alone.
On being able to focus on my needs, my goals, planning the next stages of my (and my daughter’s) life, and on being able to enjoy the things I like without regret (hello baseball, football, UFC!).
And repair my heart so it is able to welcome in a new kindred spirit when the time is right.
I should mention that I’m not completely alone. I have this little girl in my life.























