When I tell people I live by myself, I usually get a reaction along the lines of "why would you do such a thing?" or "doesn't it get lonely?" To tell the truth, it does get lonely sometimes, but there's also a lot of good that's come from it. I haven't been living by myself for long, but I have already learned so much. I've learned to embrace the experience, the good and the not-so-good.

The Pros:

Human interaction is not required

When I come home from having an awful day, I don't have an inquisitive roommate bombarding me as I walk through the door.

Singing as loud as you want whenever you want

I sing in the shower, while cooking and while doing the laundry. I just sing my little heart out.

It's so easy to be lazy

Dangerously easy.

You don't have to wear clothes

Wearing pants is for the birds. I went ahead and bought a clear shower curtain while I was at it.

You only have to clean when you want.

This one doesn't apply to me because cleaning is my happiness but, if this is you, own the mess!

Decorating however you want

No judgement

Go ahead and devour that tub of Ben & Jerry's and leave that bottle of wine in the bathroom (not speaking from personal experience or anything…..), who will ever know?

No one touches your food.

The Cons:

It can be scary.

This is exactly what I look like when I hear a noise at night and realize I might actually have to put my butt-kicking skills to the test.

It can get really lonely.

Due to the fact I don't currently have an obligatory person to do everything with, I've learned to be somewhat independent and often find myself wondering:

Would it be weird if I went out to eat alone?

Would it be weird if I went to the movies alone?

Would it be weird if I went to the bar by myself?

When you do have visitors, you never want them to go

Don't cry, don't cry, DO NOT CRY.

Learning how to adult

And miserably failing at it.

You all of a sudden have a lot of responsibility

Passed up buying a new pair of shoes last week so I could pay my utility bill...yay.

Cooking for one

Still haven't got the hang of cooking for one, so every time I whip something up, I have enough to feed an army.

Learning how to be independent

Opening containers, zipping up dresses, putting on jewelry, the struggle is real, y'all.