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Quiet Strength being alone- “It’s a choice”
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I’ve always been someone who likes quiet moments. The world outside felt chaotic, but inside, I was calm, content, and at peace. For as long as I can remember, I’ve enjoyed spending time with my own thoughts more than being in noisy crowds or around loud laughter.
It’s not that I don’t like people I do but I find a kind of peace in being alone that I can’t find anywhere else.
Most people don’t get it. “Why don’t you come out more?” they’d ask, eyes wide as if staying home on a Friday night was some big deal. “Don’t you feel lonely?” they’d say like they felt sorry for me. I’d just smile and shrug. It wasn’t worth explaining.
The truth is, being alone has never made me feel lonely.
Those quiet moments, with just the sound of the world around me. where I’ve found my strength. But to others, I was just the “loud one,” someone easy to overlook and underestimate.
That changed last summer.
Our neighborhood has this marriage function. It’s a big deal everyone gets excited, rehearsing and chatting about it. I’d always just enjoyed it. But this time, I decided to join. Not for the applause, not to prove anything, but because I wanted to share something that mattered to me.