Reasons why I chose to go Solo

People often ask me why I go to certain places by myself.

It wasn't always like this. I didn't just wake up and have the cajones to try certain places like the club, the bar or even the local movie by myself. It slowly evolved, brought upon by certain events and before I knew it I just got used to it. To a certain degree now, I sometimes prefer it, so much that when I end up attending certain events with people I feel like I would have had a better time if I had gone by myself.

I decided to do this series titled: Why I choose to go solo?

One of the main reasons why I choose to go solo sort of started from rejected invitations. I would invite my girlfriends to go out with me and it would be like playing 20 questions. Where is it, what time, what do I wear, what type of place is it, will there be men there, etc. 20 questions. It's almost like asking them out on a date; as if they're going out with me would benefit me in some way. And before you know it, you've lost your nerve or the verve to even want to go out anymore with all the inquisitive questions. Then, the worst part would be, five minutes after you've answered all these questions, they would either choose not to go, make up some lame excuse like "Oh, I have to wash my hair," or "Oh, I promised so and so, I would do this and that." This would just infuriate me. You asked me all those questions when you had other plans or did you just make up those other plans on the fly. Or worse off, they would say, "Yeah we can go," and then, five minutes to the designated time, they would say, "Oh, wow, I forgot, I have to wash my hair." 

Yep, very frustrating.

I know they are ditching me for some guy or something they think is more important. So now, I don't even bother. Sometimes the occasional friend (after being dumped by said lover and in need of a "girls outing")would call and ask me where I am headed and if I am in the mood I would tell them and they can meet me there if they choose. If not, I would say nowhere. It's not like they wanted to come out with me anyway.

Occasionally, I still find myself inviting someone to come out with me. There are places I know are best experienced with company, and I've mentioned those places off and on in here, for e.g. certain lounges, unfamiliar territories. Or there have been times when I am just not in the mood to venture out alone, to be honest with you, it takes a lot of gumption. In those cases, I've been weak and persuaded a friend to come out with me. The answer and the reception with them is still the same after all this time and I always kick myself for thinking it would be any different. In the end, this often causes me not to go and spend the day on the couch. But why do that, why miss out on life just because you're afraid to take the plunge alone?

So there it is, one of the main reasons why I chose to go solo.