the living alone diaries - an overview

To round off the living alone diaries, I thought I would reflect on my best and worst moments and get pretty candid with you.  

 The first thing I would say is that living alone was 100% the best decision I have ever made. I have experienced things I couldn’t have living at home. I have a newfound sense of independence and self-worth and I wouldn’t change it for the world. Even through the hard times, times where I too felt lonely, when I am scraping by because I had no money and times where I felt I couldn’t keep up with household chores and responsibilities, I could never imagine how good it would feel. 

Picking up my keys was a highlight of mine. I was so excited and walking into my empty flat knowing I had the creative freedom to decorate and furnish it the way I wanted to, was so amazing and overtime that has only developed. Making my place feel like my own, going shopping for things I wouldn’t have before like curtains and a drinks table for example, made me feel so at home and comfortable. 

Having my friends come round for pres or hosting dinners or movie nights has been a highlight as well. 

 

Living alone during hard and stressful times at uni has been bitter-sweet. I love having the place to myself to get work done and study in true peace and quiet but keeping on top of household chores during an extremely difficult time became very overwhelming. And that has been a huge challenge to overcome. It is at that point you should reach out and talk to someone.

Another issue all my friends and family have had to endure has been the mouse situation I'm currently facing as I'm writing this. Trying to deal with a mouse by myself was the first time I've went "I'M MOVING OUT! I CAN'T DO THIS ON MY OWN!" shouting down the phone to my mum. But if you know me, you know I'm dramatic and yes that was me just being dramatic. Note- no, it still hasn't been caught and yes I'm living my life on edge trying to capture it. 

      

There have been tears, tantrums and above all so many laughs. To think that two weeks before I moved

out, I had an absolute meltdown thinking I made the wrong decision to live on my own. If only I could back and tell myself that it would be the most amazing and rewarding experience and that I wasn’t just going to be okay… I was going to thrive. Do I miss watching a box set with my mum, yes. Do I ever wish I was coming home to my friend to have a juicy gossip and a glass of wine, yes. But do I think I have made the right decision for myself, yes!