Anyways.
What the fuck is the point of dating? Seriously! Why do we do it? WHY. DO.WE. DO. IT?! Is the purpose to get married? A safety net? The fear of dying alone? To procreate? To have a date to family functions? To ride bikes through the mountains? Money? To fit in? Because we're brainwashed into thinking that's what we're supposed to do?
Yes.
From the day we're born there's jokes and comments of arranged marriages between friends who have babies at the same time...
It's even worse for girls! Bride Barbie... I can't tell you how many fantastic weddings I've planned and executed for that bitch....
Princess Brides! Dress up wedding dresses! I even had this little kit that came with a veil, gloves, accessories.... whole package. As children we play house.. taking on gender specific roles. I kid you not... I was always the family dog. There's some foreshadowing for ya... We rush into it all. Why? Because we don't have time? We want to enjoy every moment? Seriously. If you're fresh out of college, and you aren't in a serious relationship the comments start. Forget about grad school, or getting your masters, or ya know.. a career... It's "Are you seeing anyone special?" We're programmed.
This fuckin bitch once asked how things were going with a guy in which I was spending time. I told her it was still going well but we got along more as friends. Who occasionally have sex. And go to breakfast. Do you know what this idiot said to me? This 23 year old pregnant and engaged (sometimes when they aren't fighting) bitch? She said "You like him but you don't want to be with him? Now isn't the time to be picky! What are you waiting for? You're going to miss your window and end up all alone! I mean.. you're like.. 27, right? That's almost 30..."
Fuck the WHAT?! What the fuck did you just fuckin say to fuckin me fuck?! FUCK!
Legit. Serious.
My response of course was "Well.. We can't all figure our lives out at 23. Enjoy food stamps."
So instead of my being aware that this person is not Mr. Right for me... I was shunned for not "making it work". He's since started dating someone WAY more adventurous than I. They do all that crazy Groupon adventure package shit. They travel. They shoot guns and go running. (sooo not me!)
I'm more of a "Let's go get matching tattoos!" kinda adventurous...
Or... Let's cook tonight! Those who know me realize that can be quite an adventure... yikes...
They're moving in with each other to an awesome apartment soon. He told me this over lunch last week. So instead of all that wonderful compatible stuff he has going on.. we could be FORCING happiness on ourselves with each other! Boy.. we fucked *that* one up... What an idiot.
It's at the point where.. if you're single and over 25.. you feel like you're doing something wrong. You feel that crunch time. That clock is ticking! WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!?!?! But take a step back and look at who's pushing! What the fuck is the divorce rate right now? Kids now, more often than EVER, have 2 sets of parents! Mom and Randy, and Dad and Matilda! That's not the path I wanna go down. I also don't want to do the stay together for the kids thing because they always fucking know.
Maybe not at first but they catch on. Kids don't get enough credit. They're fucking smart when they wanna be. Fuckin detectives and shit...drinkin all my wine... little bastards...
My point is... There's nothing wrong with being single. At. All. There's always perks to every side! Of course being with that one person creates stability. Routine. Someone who knows where you're at. Someone to come home to. Someone to take care of dinner if you're running late.. someone to bring you tampons and fresh skivvies if you're bleeding all over yourself at work ( I'm a realist. That's fucking love, right there..)... someone to laugh with, someone to cry with, someone to be there for you. And you for them! You gotta be there for your person!
But the single life? Is an adventure all on it's own. You have no one to answer to. You can stay out as late as you want... you can go to bed as early as you want. You can watch SVU marathons naked on your couch with a pint of Heath Bar Crunch and a glass of Rose'. Oh.. that was a little to real...
You can go to whatever parties you want.. bars.. Late night viewings of "The Blob" at your local cinema... see whoever.. go wherever....
I've learned more about myself in this past year, than I ever have.
If you settle for someone who isn't your match, not necessarily bad for you, but someone who doesn't quite mesh and mold with you.. you'll never find yourself. You'll turn into someone you can live with... but there's something missing. There's a part of you that is reaching to come out but you hide it away because it doesn't work anymore in your life. If you're with the right person.. that will be embraced.
Hold out for greatness. Someone to compliment you. Not just with praise but, someone who goes well with you. Understands you. GETS you. The real you.
It doesn't hurt if they're sexy, either.
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