I went to Disneyland by Myself, and it was still magical.

I've been to Disney Land before, twice actually. Once when I was a kid with my family and then a second time with an ex. Each time is different than the last, and each has their own set of memories. This time was no less magical than the last.

If you follow me on Instagram, you know that I went by myself. Now before you start to question anything, please know that this was an impromptu trip. Completely spur of the moment and I was going to spend my day doing something for me. I had just come off of a week at work where I struggled, but it wasn't the worst. I was going through a tough time I had planned on driving back home that Saturday, but it wanted to at least make it to the beach first. That's when I sent the text to a couple of my closest friends and my mom. 

"Would I be crazy if I went to Disneyland by myself?" 

There was an overwhelming response of "HELL NO! GO GIRL, GO!" 


We keep moving forward, opening new doors, and doing new things, because we’re curious and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths.
— Walt Disney


So I did! And it was a fantastic idea. I mean when is Disneyland not a good idea? But going by myself meant that I could go where I wanted, and go on the rides that I wanted. I watched as little princesses ran around, and as people lit up when they saw Mary Poppins. I walked over to California adventures and got actual alcohol, which WAS AWESOME! But I got to see Mike Wasowski and Flik. I went on the Monsters Inc Ride; where I really wanted to yell "23-19! we have a 23-19!" for the better part of the 45 minutes that I had to wait in line. I ate what I wanted, I drank what I wanted, and I bought what I wanted. 

All of this taught me something though. It taught me that sometimes, you have to do things you're scared of. Things that are awkward and may seem sad to others, things that make you happy. You have to do those things for you, not for them or anyone else. Going somewhere that big by myself was hard. Sure, I go to the movies by myself but this was different because my anxiety in crowds of people I don't know can be debilitating. I watched as people gave me a look when I jumped through the single riders line. I just had to decide that I didn't care. I needed a bit of happiness in my life and if riding the damn teacups by myself was how I did that, then DAMMIT I WAS RIDING IN A TEACUP. 


You have to be brave, braver than you think you can be. Everyone needs those happy moments, I'm just glad I took the leap and did it. 


Till next time folks!