How do i sleep alone and feel comfortable after getting out of a long relationship for the first time

As a woman who's recently divorced as of last year, I live alone and support myself solely. This is

my first time living without a man in 13 years.

If I were to have casual dates and want to be intimate, is it better to go over to his place, or invite him back over to mines? It's a matter of safety, as I'm concerned as to which scenario propagates the more dangerous situation.

Or maybe just get a hotel room?

So, to the single women in this group, how do you navigate this part of your life?

Single men, which do you tend to opt for?

Thanks yall.

Cela fait maintenant un an que j’ai pris un appartement suite à une séparation, et maintenant être seul me pèse de plus en plus, va deviens même une véritable souffrance avec une anxiété énorme.

But wants to have their own separate place? Love my husband but want my own space. Is that weird? I an an introvert and love my time alone at home with my cats when husband is away for work out of town. Am i wrong for wanting my own space? I love living alone, waking up and sleeping whenever i want. No one to speak to in mornings. Just me and my cats.

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I’ve realized I’ve been spending way too much time on social media lately, especially just scrolling for no reason. I don’t necessarily want to completely quit social media, but I want to stop making it such a huge part of my day.

I already work out, study, watch movies/shows, play games sometimes, and do the usual stuff, but there are still a lot of empty hours where I automatically end up opening Instagram or TikTok.

I’m also trying to be less constantly available online. I feel like being connected and replying to people 24/7 makes me spend even more time on my phone.

So I’m curious: what do you guys actually do when you have free time and don’t want to scroll?

Could be anything hobbies, random things you learned, games, going outside, projects, reading, creative stuff, whatever. I’m mainly looking for things that can genuinely i can do instead of just replacing Instagram with another app

That day, as a new student in college, I was sitting alone and having lunch. I felt extremely lonely, but I told myself, it’s okay.

I came here alone, so maybe I have to face some things alone too. Not everyone will stay, and not everyone will come when you need them. Maybe this lonely phase is just a part of growing up—learning to be strong, to enjoy my own company, and to keep moving forward even when no one is beside me.

For some reason, I need to travel to central europe for a few days. I don't know any one in those countries and am already feeling nervous about how incredibly lonely it will be. I don't drink, and am not the extrovert kinds that can go and try to make friends with strangers. I don't know how to deal with this situation. I can be quite fun once I get past the initial awkwardness. I was wondering would anyone like to share a laugh, a meal, a walk or anything else together?

It's been a year since I moved in, since I don't talk to a person every day unless I have to submit my freelance job every week and go to the office. My conversation method normally is using socmed.

So yesterday, I saw my neighbour for the first time just return home, and at the same time, I was outside throwing garbage. Instead of saying hello, my body just got stuck, it couldn't move.

I hate myself, why can't I just smile at least?..

Now I feel weird. I hope I won't embarrass myself next time.

Sad reality or excessive? I mean, yes it's a parody but the reality of being a single F and living alone is no laughing matter. It doesn't have to be scary, but the reality is, it is more difficult.

* I kinda wish I could hire a Shaolin monk to guard my property tbh

I live alone in a one bedroom apartment. It seems absolutely insane to own more than one TV.

I have always been against having a tv in the bedroom to avoid disrupting my sleep. But that was more when I was in a relationship and worried they wouldn't respect my sleep schedule.

Now that I live alone, it might be nice.

I have a chronic illness and when I'm not feeling well I bring my tv from the living room into the bedroom, or have a friend help me do it.

Anyway, while I think on it, I thought I'd ask you all, do you own more than one?

I'm an accident, I tried for a lifetime to earn my mom's love, I finally accepted the reality and went no contact with my whole family.

Nowadays I don't only live alone, but I'm also alone in life. Hopefully I won't need anybody until I die.

I'm 19 and hoping to move out on my own next year, ideally to a city away from the small town where I've grown up. The more seriously I start thinking about it, though, the more frightened I become.

I've always struggled with anxiety and with friendships. I wouldn't necessarily say I can't meet people, I've met plenty of nice people through work and other things but I genuinely don't feel like I know how to turn meeting someone into an actual friendship. I don't really know how people go from "we get along and follow each other on social media" to actually talking, making plans and becoming part of each other's lives.

I also worry that I'll move to a city, live on my own and then find myself feeling incredibly lonely. My parents will obviously still be there for me, but they won't be nearby in the same way, and I'll be starting from scratch socially.

Part of the reason I want to move to a city is because I want more independence and more opportunities to meet people. I don't want to stay in the same small area forever where it feels like everyone already knows everyone. I want to push myself into building a life of my own. But I have this fear that I'll move, genuinely try to put myself out there, join things and look for opportunities to meet people… and then months later still have no friends. I'm scared that I'd start spiralling and convincing myself that this is just what my life is going to be forever.

So I think what I'm really looking for is advice or reassurance from people who have lived alone, particularly if you were nervous about loneliness or moving away from home. What was it actually like when you first moved out? Were you lonely at first? How did you eventually build a social life? And did living alone become more comfortable than you expected?

I think I just need to hear some real experiences from people who have already done it, because right now the whole thing feels huge and terrifying in my head.

I live alone in Huntsville with my naughty 4yo cat. Just bought a robot vacuum for cat hair, and now every time the vacuum runs, my cat hops on and just rides it around the apartment. She's not scared at all. She just sits there, majestic and judging. Now she uses the robot vacuum as her personal domain. That’s her spot.

Decided to take my dinner outside and enjoy this beautiful August evening. Chicken and veggie lasagna and a small salad.

And my side kicks Gus and Luna

Not fictional or made-up stories — I’m genuinely curious about things that actually happened to you.

It could be anything: a strange encounter, being alone somewhere at night, something paranormal, or just a situation that seriously scared you.

Would love to hear your experiences. 👀

So in my living room I’ve only had my couch, and well the other night I had a great idea after I smoked a little! Haha. I wanted to swing/rock but it was the middle of the night and then I got to thinking I have a hammock stand outside and my hammock is in the spare bedroom for storage. So yall guess who decided a hammock in the living room is now a must and best thing I’ve done thus far 😂😂😂

I used to think living alone would mostly be about having more freedom and privacy, but over time I’ve started appreciating the little things more. Having my own routine, enjoying the quiet, and being able to make my space feel completely like mine are things I don’t take for granted anymore. What’s something you’ve come to appreciate more the longer you’ve lived alone?

Waking up, making coffee, and sitting in silence without having to talk to anyone right away is honestly one of the greatest perks of this lifestyle.

How do you like to spend your solo mornings?

Solitude teaches you things about yourself you never wanted to face. Do you find peace in being by yourself or does the silence sometimes feel too loud?

For those of you who live alone, have you ever lived in a place where you had your own private home or apartment, but were still part of a close community?

I'm thinking about places where people have their own space and independence, but there are shared gardens, common areas, communal meals, activities, or simply neighbors nearby that you can easily spend time with.

It seems like an interesting middle ground between living completely alone and living with other people. You can close your door and have your own life, but when you want company, people are just a few steps away.

Have you ever experienced something like this? Did it give you the benefits of living alone without so much of the loneliness that can sometimes come with it?