My Own Best Friend?

O-BFF? Am I really my Own Best Friend Forever?

Sometimes it feels like what people say is just plain wrong. Like when they say it’s so important to learn to be your own best friend.

Just spend time by yourself and do things that bring you joy. And then, according to them, you’ll love yourself and feel like your own best friend.

Now that I’m back to living on my own, I’m giving this a try. So far, I have to say, it kind of sucks. And – I’m certainly not my own best friend at this point.

Don’t get me wrong, I do enjoy doing some things on my own. For a short time.

Then you know what happens? Of course you do – I start to feel lonely and want to hang out with someone other than myself.

My friend and a professional therapist says maybe I’m just not a person who enjoys being alone. Maybe she’s right.

So what are people like me supposed to do, when being our own best friend feels like a painful chore that doesn’t bring success? I’m not sure yet, but I’ll let you know if I figure it out.

In the meantime, as is the case for so many people with major depression and other mental health issues, I am trying not to judge myself too harshly for the way I feel. After all, who wouldn’t want to have me as a best friend?

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