I actually like being alone. I like spending time on my own. Is that a good or a bad thing? Both, I think. It’s too much “me.” I seem to worrying about me, me, too much. Not necessarily a bad thing, but still, not great either.
But I really enjoy just being alone. I like to read. I like to things that are important for me.
The nice thing, also, is that I enjoy spending time with others as well. I always fight to find a balance, but I do enjoy it. So maybe not everything is bad about me.
