I’d Rather Be Alone… Or Would I?

For years, I centred men.

Their needs.
Their moods.
Their availability.
Their affection.
Their mixed messages.
Their potential.
Their crumbs.

I overgave.
I over-understood.
I made excuses.

I abandoned myself in the name of love more times than I care to admit.

And like many women who have done deep healing work, there came a point where I simply stopped.

I stopped centering men.
I stopped chasing connection that cost me my peace.
I stopped trying to prove my worth through how much I could love, hold, understand, forgive, or tolerate.

And instead…
I chose me.

My healing.
My nervous system.
My peace.

My routines.
My freedom.
My happiness.

My quiet mornings.
My coffee in my favourite café.
My beach walks.

My work.
My spiritual growth.
My emotional safety.

And now… apparently, my kitten, Mystic 😸💗

Honestly?
For perhaps the first time in my life, I became truly happy.
Not “I’ve convinced myself I’m fine” smiling happy.
Actually happy.

Peaceful.
Regulated.
Content.
Whole.

And from that place, I found myself saying something many women say:
“I’d rather be alone.”

And honestly?
Compared to what I had experienced before… that felt true.

Because when your history of love has involved chaos, self-abandonment, disappointment, emotional labour, hypervigilance, and giving far more than you receive…

of course being alone feels preferable.
Of course peace feels sacred.
Of course your nervous system wants to protect it.

Why would I willingly invite chaos back in?
Why would I compromise the happiness I fought so hard to create?
Why would I risk losing myself again?

And then…
I realised something.

Maybe the deepest truth isn’t:
“I’d rather be alone.”

Maybe the truth is:
“I’d rather be alone than lose myself again.”

And those are not the same thing.

That question landed hard.

Because if I’m really honest?
I don’t actually want to be alone forever.

I’d rather be deeply in love.
Deeply loved.
Met.
Chosen.
Safe.
Cherished.
Connected.

But only if it doesn’t cost me myself.

And I think this is where many healed women quietly sit.

Not unhappy.
Not desperate.
Not searching from lack.
Actually happy.
Actually whole.
Actually deeply content in the life they’ve created.

But perhaps carrying one unexamined protective belief:
Being alone is safer than intimacy.

And maybe for a season, that belief served us beautifully.

Solitude became sanctuary.
Healing happened there.
Self-trust was rebuilt there.
Joy was rediscovered there.

But healing also asks us to question the stories we tell ourselves.
Even the ones that once protected us.

So now I’m asking myself:
Is “I’d rather be alone” actually my truth?
Or is it a protective story my nervous system tells me so I don’t have to risk what my heart still quietly wants?

That’s not a question I’m answering today.
But it’s a powerful one.
Perhaps one worth asking yourself too.
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💗 Claire Louise Hay

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What if the thing protecting your peace is also keeping your heart at a distance?
If you recognise yourself in this, please know this is not about weakness.

It’s often the nervous system doing exactly what it learned to do: protect you.
Inside my signature Inner Child Reclamation process, we gently heal the childhood conditioning and survival patterns that still shape your adult relationships, choices, and sense of safety.
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