By Kristyn Potter
I’ll never forget the time a coworker of mine pulled me to the side to say, “You know what I like about you? You’re not afraid to go to things by yourself. I like how independent you are.”
It was true. Concerts, art museums, parties, baby showers, it didn’t matter what it was- I would go and support my friends no matter what, and I would normally go by myself. As a single woman in New York, there’s constantly things to do, and with friends who are as busy as you are, eventually you have to come to terms with the fact that you are going to go to a lot of things alone. I did it so often that I became most comfortable going alone to things (museums and book talks were my favorite), and then I got in a relationship.
This isn’t a knock against…
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