I’ve never really believed in the old saying “two halves make a whole”.
It never really made sense to me.
Don’t two whole people make a better partnership?
When I was in my 20’s, I remember the feeling of looking at a whole weekend with no plans.
I’d feel all stressy about the thought of having nothing to do and nobody to see, so I’d call all my mates and end up with a packed weekend then feel knackered on Monday.
I didn’t know it back then, but I found the thought of spending time alone with myself really boring.
There was a good five years in my 20’s where I was single.
I was surrounded by amazing friends, but sometimes felt so alone and lonely.
Still, it took until my late 30’s to really get a deep understanding of self-love and what it was all about, how it was showing up (or not) for me in my life, and how a lack of self-love had magnetised shitty situations and hurt people towards me.
I embarked on a journey of learning to love myself and bit by bit, became more of ME.
These days I feel like I’m ALL OF ME, Authentic Carly in all her weird and wonderful ways.
And you know what?
I really love her.
At age 40, I feel like life has started all over again.
The even more badass upgrade.
But really, she was there all along.
These days, if for some reason I have a whole day or weekend with nothing planned, I get excited about all the chill things I can do to nurture myself.
That’s come with time, age, wisdom, learning to love myself and learning to love being alone.
I can honestly say I love time alone now.
And through learning all these things and loving myself more, I’ve attracted amazing love and the best of friends into my life.
Big love to all of you.
Catcha on the more authentic flip side,