This is how I “wait on no man”…
One of my favorite things to do, whether I’m in a relationship or alone, is to eat. I love going out, ordering my favorite foods on the menu, watching Netflix, and feasting.
My first time doing this was years ago. I was arguing with my ex and I looked out my window and saw a restaurant. I had been asking him to take me to this place for sooo long and even though t was right across from my apartment, I still haven’t been because I was waiting on him.
At that moment, a light bulb went off and I thought, “I want to be happy, and right now, eating will make me happy.” So, without thinking or planning, I walked into this place in jeans and a t-shirt, face red, eyes swollen from crying, only to realize…this place was a lot fancier than I thought. There were water falls at the entrance, waiters in ties, lit candles on tables, it was beautiful.
When I realized what I was actually doing, I wanted to turn around and run out the door. People were staring at the young girl with tears in her eyes at this romantic table alone, but I was determined to enjoy the moment. I ordered steak and fries and I just…ate. I ate in silence, no one rushing me, not trying to impress anyone, didn’t have to entertain anyone, I just enjoyed spending time with myself.
Doing something that simple, on my own, had a great impact on my opinion of myself. During that moment, I learned that I didn’t need anyone to enjoy myself. I love myself, I love the person I am, and even if I’m the only person in the room, I’m going to live it up. I also learned that just because a place is “fancy”, it doesn’t mean the food is good. I tipped the waiter very generously and I left that restaurant a much stronger woman.
Since then, I treat myself at least once a month with quality time with myself…a one person date night.
(Pictures above…left: Olive garden alfredo pasta, alfredo pizza, and house salad…right: Aladdin’s, chicken shawarma, pita bread, hummus, lebanese salad)
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