One's Self

I think there is a vast spectrum of being okay with one's self. It can go all the way from hating yourself to being narcissistic. Neither one of these being something one should choose to emulate. Within that spectrum there are all types. People who can't stand to be alone. People who love to be alone. I believe that when we are forced to be alone with ourselves great things can come from it. A greater knowledge of one's self. If being alone scares the crap out of you... If the idea of being at home for one night with no one to talk to but the inner voice we all have then it is probably time to seriously take a look at yourself. I believe it is important to frequently if not at least occasionally take a look at who we are and where we are going. I relish this time alone. Probably so much so that I am on the bad end of the spectrum. I love driving in the car alone. I love having a night to myself at the bookstore or having a day with only me in the house. I love having no one to answer to for that brief interlude. I do want I want listen to what I want wear what and say what I want. The problem with giving one's self so much time to analyse their life is that often times the more scrutinize something the more problems we are likely to see. I am a prime example of this. I see all sorts of problems. I see areas where I am not satisfied where I want more. Maybe being too busy to think is bliss. The problem comes when we take a good look at our life and choose to remain stagnant. The point of time alone and is to decide. Carpe diem. But yet how do we find the line between doing what one wants and being selfish. The truth is that it is different for every person and changes as we ourselves change.