There is a huge misconception that we have to constantly fill our adult lives with entertainment, activities, events and general social outings – but what if we simply enjoy an evening in with a bubble bath, a couple of hours of Netflix and plenty of chocolate (a glass of wine often comes into play after a particularly stressful day).
Perhaps I sound anti-social, perhaps I am – but after a challenging, long day at work and lengthy commute, I simply want to cuddle up into a blanket and shut off from the outside world, then cramming all social events into a two day period at the weekend.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I don’t like people. I just happen to be one of those adults who makes plan to try to ‘positively impact their lifestyle’ and actually see friends, then as the day approaches regretting organising a week activity and the day afterwards, people witness the effect of said social outing – usually identified by sticky/white (dry shampooed-greasy hair), under eye bags and 0% effort make-up.
I suppose what I’m trying to say is that it’s okay to be a loner sometimes. As much as I would love to see friends, my boyfriend and family in the week – I have a stronger relationship with my bed between the hours of 8pm and 6am, from Monday to Friday.
And I’m totally okay with that, at the age of 22.