Hands up if you’re the planner in your group of friends? The one that’s always organising the hangouts, the brunches and throwing in motives to the group chat? This was me maybe two years ago, always wanting to plan things with my entire friendship group and wanting to go out any chance I could get.
As I’ve gotten older I’ve begun to take a step back and realise that not only was I exasperated by being the person who often tried to plan things – sometimes met with 0 replies – but I have become accustomed to waiting for others in order to do the things I enjoy. So when I turned 25 I vowed to myself that this will be the year I go solo.
You may be thinking, ‘Okay, you’re not reinventing the wheel’ or ‘I can’t believe people don’t do this already!’ So let me open up by saying not only do I have anxiety but I’ve slowly come to the realisation that although I get energy from being around other people, I’m somewhat of an introvert and I actually really treasure alone time. The idea of going out and just doing things by myself fills me with copious amounts of dread. Main character syndrome is not something I’ve embodied just yet.