First, I went out
Like many of you when I was born, technically I was out: in a maternity ward of a hospital. I didn’t even get to be home until my parents managed to bring me home from that place.
Due to not being home-schooled, which I believe is a legitimate means of educating children when done well, I went out to go to school.
Once adult, I also went out to work, and to shop. During both childhood and adult life so far I sometimes went out to recreate or to learn more skills, do sports or do some volunteer work or to just play around with others. In truth, I also went out to explore.
Then I went home
I went back home after I was out for a while. Sometimes it was so wonderful to return home. That being the case, I admit that other times, going back home was not so great.
Home
Having a home, feeling at home, being at home in a good way is actually awesome. Being in a situation with myself where I am able to make myself or to allow myself to really feel at home is also great.
In truth, I have felt good about myself for every time that I made where I live really be and feel like home to me. I also liked it when I succeeded at helping someone else feel really at home when he or she (they) lived with me and I wanted them to feel and be at home with me.
Home Too Much
At some point, I had the experience of being home too much. In those cases where the problem was that someone else or other people made me feel somehow bad for being home, I felt it was their fault.
In other cases, even when I loved being at home I would get the vibe that it had gone on too long. Usually this would not happen until I had days of not going out in a row. It might only take 2 or 3 days, or could take a few years of being home the vast majority of the time for me to get sick of it or to reach a point where it started to bother me.
Out Again
Going out: how well it works to resolve the feeling of having been home way too much depends on what happens.
If I was lonely and went out and made no friends, I often felt like I had failed. If I went out to earn money and didn’t sell anything or land a job or anything like that then when I went back home I felt the outing had failed.
When I went out purely to change the vibe of having been home too much it often seemed that as long as I wasn’t harmed by being out, it helped a great deal. In many cases, it only helped if I interacted with some people.
You (plural) = you all
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