The theme of being friendzoned and having no chance with the boys I like recurs every so often in my entries. It's actually getting annoying.
Why am I so obsessed with being w/ someone? Why am I so focused on finding "the one"?
I mean...
I hate the idea of committing to one person your whole entire life. I actually am not comfortable about the idea of sharing everything I own with one person. I'm not ok with having that one person around 24/7.
I can barely stand being with myself sometimes.
Like...I'm not really sure if I ever wanna get married at all. Or even settle down with one person.
I have a hard time committing to one song for 3 whole minutes...what makes you think I can commit to one person for my whole life? Geez
I feel like I've been forced-fed this association between happiness and having a significant other. & I'm calling it bullshit right now.
I would be completely content with traveling the world single. I'm completely ok not having to share closet space with someone else. I'm fine with not having to fight for my bed covers. I'm not at all upset about not having to spend hundreds on a consumerism-made holiday based on St. Valentine but doesn't really have anything to do with St. Valentine.
At this point in my life...being single looks really favorable for me.
I'm not even remotely disappointed that I'm probably going to be single forever. I actually feel like I'm on the right track.
As long as I have my family, my friends, and my dog, I think I'll be fine...happy, even.
