For some of us, being single isn’t the kiss of death. There are a growing number of adults who are perfectly happy with the single life. Whether it’s because they’ve been burned before, because of an introverted, independent personality, or just because they aren’t prioritizing relationships, some people do not need a partner in order to fulfill their lives.
I know what your thinking being single means I'm by myself and I don't have anyone to share holidays with, do things with, or even cuddle with at night. What if the person you like doesn’t accept all of you and try to change you? What if they don’t match your energy? I know society makes us believe if we're single we're lonely and can't find love, however, that is the farthest thing from the truth. Deciding to be single can be good for a variety of reasons. For example, It can give you a chance to work on yourself so that you're the best person you can be. You can decide what things you really want to work on within yourself and do that. It also is a good time for self-care taking talk to relax and do the things you want to do. It can also give you time to decide what kind of person you want and who is best for you. Especially being a woman and trying to date can be extremely hard there are so many expectations of women when dating such as what we should do to please our partners how we should look, how we should dress, etc. It can be mentally draining. It can cause a woman to lose sight of who she is and what she is worth. For this reason, there is nothing wrong with staying single and waiting for the right one especially when you are in the phase of life where you are ready for marriage and looking for a life partner. When you decide to be alone it means you’re doing what’s best for you and remember to not accept less than what you deserve.
I walk down the street without anyone by my side.
Truly, I walk through life alone, only joined briefly by another pair of shoes that step in time with mine, a smile and a hand to hold until another tugs them away. I do not wait for love. I've seen what it does. It burns the hands it does not hold, it ices over the hearts it cannot infect, it drowns in tears the people it cannot tempt. I have been love's victim- someone's else's love, one that does not deign to include me.
"There may be times when we are powerless to prevent injustice, but there must never be a time when we fail to protest.” - Eli Wiesel
To be alone can be a lonely time. It can also be an opportunity.
With lockdowns, firebreaks and circuit breakers becoming a potential outlook for the future of the world it has raised significant worries for mental health professionals and the human need to be part of a group. Many mental health campaigns are fighting for those who are struggling while being on their own and who are feeling lonely. These campaigns can be seen on most social media platforms, news outlets and posters.
In today's technology, there is not one person man or woman who has not fallen victim to the lure of dating apps it is inevitable in this day and age and widely more acceptable, but what is really the story behind the people you meet on these apps, being a woman I am going to touch on the points of the 'boys' I've met on said apps, and I do use the term boys because a lot of them have really not grown up. And when I say met, I mean made the mistakes of swiping on, because the reality is most of the guys do not really want to meet you in person, I swear they want a harem of girls they can fall back on just in case. I know that probably does not make a lot of sense but in all seriousness, I ended up chatting with several boys, via the different apps we all know them Tinder, Bumble, etc.
From the moment when we turn 18, newly graduated and ready to take on the world, we are left with a multitude of choices regarding how we want to live. For some, it's as easy as getting married, having children, retiring, and you know the rest. For others, it's just not that simple. The idea of marriage scares the living you-know-what out of people. So, they choose to live most of their life single and living alone. But to some being 'alone' usually gets confused with being 'lonesome'. Let's get into why they are mutually exclusive.
Self-worth, or a lack of it can lead you to places of doubt, pain or taking action that simply isn’t good for you.
Currently, I’m watching a good friend of mine struggle with a lack of self-worth and it’s a lesson I’ve finally learnt. No one will value yourself, until you value yourself.
I never like to leave things unsaid. Chances are that those of you reading this have some level of understanding on just how awful it feels when we are not gifted the opportunity to say our last piece. In fact, you might even know just how it feels to have your feelings and expressions floating around you in limbo with no clear direction at all.
Why the fuck do I continuously get asked who I’m dating? Does it matter if I was seen canoodling at Chris Eisel’s Halloween party? *All my Mean Girls should get this reference*
Yesterday, on my last day of my vacation I decided to go on a anniversary of a business that I didn't heard of. The location was at a gastro pub a few miles from downtown. I was choosing between going to an open mic, or going to the anniversary or going to the new casino they opened a few weeks ago. So after all, I chose to be at the anniversary of a well known business because it has a DJ after a live performance and I wanted to dance hopefully with someone I could meet. So, at least, I was pretty pumped to be there and hopefully I meet someone and dance the night away before going back to work the next day.
The air is my lover, fore when I reach out, it is only her face I caress. When I walk outside, she greets me with a gentle kiss across my lips, though it is only felt because she rushes by so fast in what the world calls the “the wind.” As I stand naked in my room, only her eyes gaze upon my body with a willingness to touch all over. Any whispers sprung from my lips when an urge and longing to say “I Love You” to a woman, only fall to the ears of the air that fills the room. She's loyal, my lover; the wind... but her touch is always cold and leaves me wanting for more. When I touch her, grateful as I am that she is there, still I feel nothing but emptiness.