Apparently ‘tis the season for breakups. Recently, several of my friends/associates having ending things with their significant others for various reasons. I’m talking chunky relationships, 3-5 years, out the window. It brought about some interesting conversations about starting over and being single again. Over the past few months, I have reconnected with an old friend from college, and she was telling me about her breakup. Essentially, her now ex-boyfriend told her that he didn’t see himself marrying her. Talk about harsh. In case guys don’t know, if a girl wifes you up, she’s thinking long term. Marriage and kids, house with a picket fence, matching sweatsuits, all that. To invest more than a year into someone, is real. The majority of us want to be in relationships for the long term, we don’t start something new because we think it will end.
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The Advice: How to Be a Good ‘Single.’
There are good single people and bad single people. It may sound ridiculous, but trust me, it’s not. As we grow older, we begin to formulate and create the image of what our perfect mate should be like. maybe it’s based on dreams we’ve had, or movies we’ve seen, or songs we’ve heard. maybe it’s a fantasy cultivated by our upbringing. Whatever the case may be, we have an idea about what we want. But of course, just because you know exactly what you want, doesn’t mean that you don’t go through a plethora of wrong ones first. We’ve all kissed a few frogs before we’ve found our prince or princess. In fact, we still may be locking lips with all the wrong toads. The thing, there are rules to being single, and learning to live the single life takes a certain finesse. Here’s how you know you’re doing it wrong.
The Advice: Everyone’s Dating, & You’re Still Single….F!ck.
“we spend so much money in gifts for people who get married and have kids because it’s socially accceptable…but no one celebrates being successful, happy, and single. Our society believes that a childless, single woman is an unsuccessful woman.”
When I first moved to the city, I had a college friend who also moved around the same time. It was great, because we both picked up our lives and were starting fresh. We were young, single, and ready to paint the town red. We were pretty close in college, and had the same mutual group of friends. Over the past couple of months, everyone had started pairing off, and suddenly we were the two single musketeers in our all female rat pack. We complained about how some of the girls had changed, and had a few girls’ nights, exploring the city. We wondered why we were still single, and joked often about how we could be roomies if we were still single thirty years from now (so dramatic).
