So I’ve been thinking a lot about myself lately, and I’ll tell you why.
Moving home to Lansing a few months ago, I was transported into the land of couples. My friends have gone all Noah’s Ark on me, and while I knew this coming home, I didn’t realize how DIFFERENT it would feel. Back at school, we were mostly singles, and I just got used to that dynamic I guess.
At first this sent me into a bit of a tailspin… what’s wrong with me? Why is the story of my life so lacking in serious relationships? Then, not to turn into a Carrie Bradshaw, but I got to thinking- the reason I haven’t had the serious relationships is because I haven’t needed them. I’ve done pretty well, thank you very much. I’ve proved to myself that I’m self-reliant; I moved away and made friends and did very well all on my lonesome. Okay, that’s not completely true, because I have an amazing support system of family and friends. But I’m just not “relationship” girl.
This has been stewing in my brain because I have a few friends who, bless their hearts, are very vocal with advice for my life. I’ve gotten 28 (almost 29) years into this life, and I’m really truly happy. And while I’m trying my hand at online dating (sigh), I’m not going to freak out about, or push too hard. Life happens, and if it continues to happen alone then at least I know that I got this. :)
Still sitting back and really listening— I feel like it’s leading to better and better things all the time…
About me
Slices of life.
