Solitude isn’t loneliness—it’s liberation. A few weeks ago, I received a text: “Should I live alone or move back in with my parents?” My friend had lived with the same roommate for half a decade, and life was inviting a change. To me, the answer felt obvious—perhaps that’s only because I’d already taken the plunge. I was 20 years old when I first lived alone. It was a drastic transition from the home I'd grown up in to a one-bedroom apartment, 40 miles away (to Angelenos, I might as well have moved cross-country). I didn’t know a single person in my new city, and a growing pain was definitely felt. But I’d soon learn that it was only the beginning of the next (very important) four years. Yes, living alone is an economic privilege—for anyone. But living alone as a woman is not inconsiderate—it’s self-honoring. In my response, I asked my friend, “What happens when a woman builds a life that belongs solely to her?”
Related Posts:
This week, I’m sharing a guest post from the innovative and intelligent Isabel Ravenna.
Isabel Ravenna is a journalist and editor-in-chief of The Ravenna Report. Her work—featured in National Geographic, Business Insider, Complex and SFGate—explores culture, history, identity, and the quiet revolutions we live every day.
To living the life you want, the way you want it. Be well, Merry 🌻 P.S. Know someone who's thinking of going out on their own, but could use a little encouragement? Forward them this email. 🌻 P.P.S. Are you the someone? You're in the right place. For more personal essays, tips, and encouragement on living life the way you want to live it, sign up for A Merry Loner's newsletter. |
When you can be happy by yourself, you can do anything. Subscribe for essays, guides, and recommendations on learning to love your own company.
8k words of advice from a former tourist and now Parisian resident This is your cheatsheet for solo travel to Paris, including a solo Paris itinerary and a list of the best things to do alone in Paris. Oh, Paris. One of the most romantic cities in the world. Who says it’s just for lovers? Whether you’ve already booked yourself a solo trip to Paris or you’re daydreaming of a future séjour in France’s capital, don’t despair about visiting the sights solo. (After all, remember that there’s...
celebrating being selfish—the good kind of selfish This month is about celebrating being selfish—the good kind of selfish. (No, this is not an ode to self care and the many bath bombs, baubles, and over-manufactured, over-priced trinkets that inevitably clutter your shelves, each sold to you in an artificially empowering package of “treat yourself,” “glow up,” or the inimitable and indefatigable: “Because you’re worth it.” This is the kind of selfish where you maybe admit to yourself that...
Staying focus-driven sometimes means staying misunderstood. From being the only person on her high school’s math olympics team to moving from Argentina to the U.S. during college to taking a months-long international solo trip in her early twenties, Giuliana Mendoza has always done things her way. And with an independent streak that sometimes takes you off the beaten path, comes the doubters, the naysayers, and the judges. In a conversation with A Merry Loner, Giuliana shares how she sets...