I am Me when I'm Alone

Alone, I am quiet.

Alone, I am myself.

Yet, when I step into the world beyond the walls of my house, I transform into a being that even I fail to recognize.

She is loud. She is amicable. She is the most outgoing version of herself.

She is not me.

I am vulnerable.

Too insecure for my liking.

Too raw for the perception of others.

But the inchoate child who sinks in the warmth of her bed is the girl that I have been for all my life.

Alone, I am not loud.

Alone, I am not comical.

Alone, I am just a reserved child who enjoys the feeling of being alone.

There should be no stigma around this.

Because it was by myself that I discovered that I actually hate the deafening music my friends listen to, the expected shows my friends watch together, the type of guys my friends chase after.

Because it was by myself that I learned who I am and what I believe in. And sometimes, the road travelled alone is actually the path that teaches you the most about yourself.