Living alone as 20-year-old sounds like a nightmare to some people. You suffer lonely days and nights, clean your own mess, make your own food and live independently.

As the summer is coming to an end, I can admit that although I had few nights I couldn’t sleep or felt scared because of unusual noises, I find living alone delightful. Living alone means you are self-sufficient, which I enjoy.

Let me explain. This summer I had to live in the town where I go to college for a few reasons.

I moved into a cute home at the beginning of Summer, that I’ll be sharing with three other friends once Fall semester starts.

However, most of my Summer I had to live alone.

Many people might think of me as a lonely person, an introvert, and sad or whatever you want to name call people who enjoy being alone.

Some people make it seem as if living alone can be terrifying. It can be if you make it. I felt lonely the first few days (maybe even weeks). I was used to having a roommate for two years, so living alone for the first time was a lesson.

But the fact is when you live alone; you can do whatever you desire at any time you want. I wake up alone in the early hours of the morning with messy hair, an oily face, and most likely wearing only underwear and a bra.

I’ll walk to the kitchen in the same appearance I just mentioned above and make a smoothie with the loud blender without worrying if I woke anyone up.

But when living with roommates or other people, I’ll wear pajamas or clothes to cover my undergarments because to be honest, I am not comfortable in showing that much skin around my siblings or friends.

So when I get to live alone, I’m able to let myself free. I’ll take that uncomfortable bra off once I walk into my bedroom and change into the comfiest clothes.

I can get out of the shower and stay in my towel for hours or simply enjoy being naked as I roam around an empty house.

I have enjoyed the quietness of the home during the day and night. I clean after only my own mess. I can read a book and drink coffee half-naked at the dining room table.

There’s no reason to see living alone as lonely or sad.

I love my own space when I’m alone. I can easily think without distractions. It’s a way for some of us to discover more about ourselves and have our own personal space.

I lived in a dorm with a roommate for two years, which I enjoyed, but sometimes I wished I had my own space. Don’t get me wrong living with someone is fun because you can talk to your room/housemate about anything and have them as support.

Although there are days I need help, I usually learn to do it myself. I’ve learned to be self-sufficient and I think that’s a good thing.

I admire living alone even if it can get lonely, but the feeling usually doesn’t last too long. Because I know my family is only a phone call away.

As I lived alone this summer, I found myself looking for ways to keep myself busy and content. I would read constantly, cook for myself, watch movies, and make plans to go out with friends or explore the town.

Living alone is more than the freedom you get. It’s time for you to take care of yourself, discover who you are in the loneliest hours, explore the creativity you have when you’re feeling bored, and enjoy the peacefulness of a place all to yourself.

So if you’re moving out and living on your own, trust me you’ll enjoy it and if not then make the best of it.