The summer of 2013 was a summer of change for me. I had to prepare myself, because I knew the endless facebook and Instagram posts of couples out enjoying their summer together was getting ready to be blasted on my timeline. Blowing kisses to one another on paddle boats, taking usies at concerts, traveling to a white sandy beach sipping on their pina colodas – sounds amazing doesn’t it? Well for a newly single woman, I can’t say I was that excited for the summer. Of course, I was happy it was warm, I enjoyed hanging with my friends, but in the back of my mind I was scared. Not only was I scared to start over, but I was also scared to live. Seriously, I had been in a relationship so long I had to learn how to go to a movie by myself. Yes, I was that girl. Don’t get me wrong I didn’t lose myself in my relationship. However, after being in a relationship for nine years I did get comfortable in having someone there to always do things with, and when you’re friends aren’t as single as you, your options for hanging out get real small real quick. Therefore, I had two choices - find some new friends that were also unattached with lots of free time or learn how to do things by myself. I decided to challenge myself and do both.