Thought I Wanted Company—Turns Out I Just Wanted My Space

This weekend made me reflect on what I actually want. I invited a girl over, thinking I’d enjoy the intimacy, but once she arrived, I realized I wasn’t as attracted to her as I thought. We had sex on Friday, but by Saturday, I just wanted to be alone. I even pretended to be sick to avoid more intimacy.

What really struck me was how much I kept thinking about the time left before she’d leave. I was literally counting the hours until I could take her back to the airport. She’s a nice, polite, and mature person, but having her in my space for 48 hours felt overwhelming. I just wanted my alone time, my freedom.

I used to think I needed to figure out relationships, but now I’m wondering if I should just embrace the fact that I’m happiest on my own. Has anyone else gone through this? How did you come to peace with what you really want?

TL;DR: Invited a girl over for the weekend but quickly lost attraction. Felt trapped, counted the hours until she left, and realized I might just be happier alone. Anyone else experienced this?