Is It Selfish, or Is It Setting Boundaries?

There's a stillness that settles over my condo when my daughter is away. A kind of gentle peace. Not loud. Not dramatic. Just a soft hush that wraps around me like a cozy blanket.

And I'll be honest - I love it.

Now before anyone gets the wrong idea, let me be clear:
I love my daughter.

But sometimes, I crave the silence.
The kind that lets me hear myself think.
The kind that lets me talk out loud to no one in particular - without feeling like I need to explain myself.
The kind of space that lets me drop my shoulders, breathe deeply, and just be.

There's something so sacred about being alone in your own space. The home you've created. The scent of your favorite candle, the exact way you fluff your pillows, the quiet hum of the fridge. It's more than just "me time." It's a full-body exhale. A reconnection.

And no, that doesn't make me selfish. It makes me human.

Wanting time alone doesn't mean we don't love the people we live with. It means we love ourselves enough to recharge.
To return to the world restored.
More present. More grounded.
More us.

So if you're wondering whether needing time alone is selfish, I'll say this:
No. It's a boundary.
A beautiful one.
One that allows you to show up with more love, more energy, and more peace for the people you care about.

Let's normalize that. Let's stop apologizing for needing space to breathe.

💬 What's your version of this? Do you ever feel that sweet exhale when you have the house to yourself?

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