About a year and a half ago, I really started to embrace the idea of dining alone. It all started during a peculiar time in my life. In the months leading up to it, I had a rough breakup with a boyfriend that I was living with and I moved into a new apartment on my own. At 27, it was the first time I had ever lived alone in my life. Shortly after my breakup and move, I got laid off from my editor job at a magazine. I went from a person in a serious relationship with full-time employment, to a single freelancer in the span of about two months.
Source: Atelier Doré – Christina Holevas