Who wants to be alone? My dad's words made no sense to me at the time. The idea of walking into a restaurant and saying to the hostess "Just one, please" is daunting, terrifying, and depressing. Movies alone. Shopping alone. Entire weekends alone. It all just sounds and feels terrible. Bleak. Until it doesn't.
Persisting means to grow up in a very long path, which is made of so many attempts, big mistakes and little successes. It means constantly training to achieve perfection without having to be perfect in everyday life. It means reaching a productive harmony rather than an unsustainable, counterproductive perfection.