Today I told my therapist that sometimes I feel lonely at home by myself.
She asked me whether or not I treated myself like a guest in my own home. Do you go out of your way to make you feel welcome? She asked.
I thought about it and decided that I probably didn’t. She nodded. I made a mental note to sit myself down with a cup of tea and let myself indulge in a good movie more often. Or treat myself to some chocolate milk. Or ask myself, wouldn’t you just adore a dip in the pool? It doesn’t matter that no one’s here. I’m good company, aren’t I? Of course I am.