I have had this draft saved for some time now and I am finally in a place where I am okay with writing this.
Being single can be scary, especially when you have had a couple of relationships. Your twenties are a strange time. Half the people you know are buying houses, or engaged with children, and the other half are out partying, or travelling. It’s hard to know what you are suppose to be doing with your life, and if someone could write me a book about where I should be in my life, that would be great.
Becoming single after being in a relationship for nearly three years was strange. It has been a while since I was single, and the day after the break up was weird. Trying to explain to people what has happened is just irritating, and not something that you wanted to have to do everytime you see someone.
Since being single I have been inundated with people trying to set me up with every tom dick and harry. Although it is a nice gesture, I am writing this post to kindly ask you to leave me the fuck alone. Harsh I know. But as I sit here and write this I realise that I am feeling pretty content.
For those Saturday evenings where people imagine you to be sat at home watching the notebook with a tub of ice cream in my pj’s, that’s not strictly true. Although I do enjoy an evening sat watching soppy films I would like to educate you and tell you, that even if I was in a relationship, i’d still crave the odd evening alone watching romantic comedies.
On the daily I seem to have somebody come up to me and express how they ‘can’t understand why I am single’ and ‘what do you do with your evenings’. I hear ‘you need a nice strong man to look after you’ a lot too. Let me get this straight, I have looked after myself for 21 years. Being the stubborn Leo I am I very rarely enjoy someone doing something for me, because usually, I feel like I could do it better. (Big headed and true soz). Instead of suggesting that I need a man to cook me dinner and take me on romantic holidays, maybe just let me be. If i’m hungry i’ll order takeaway, and if I need a holiday, I will go with my mates.
I do know I am single , I do not need you to tell me that. But I have chosen to be. I am finding that life is going so much smoother now I am not in a relationship. If my phone dies whilst I am out, who cares, it’s not like I need to be messaging someone? I have no-one’s feelings to think about, and quite frankly, i’m fucking loving it. Gone are the days where I have to wait around wanting someone to like my insta picture or reply to my messages. I am free, and I am enjoying it. After my break up I seem to found myself again, which I didn’t realise I had lost.
I am free to go out and party with my friends without having to worry about someone else. I can spend my money on clothes and shoes, and not have to think about where my life is taking me. The world literally feels like my oyster. I can go anywhere and do anything. I do not want to sit on Tinder swiping right on every person, and I don’t want to go up to someone in a club to ask for their number. I am content dancing around looking like an idiot instead of wasting my time trying to impress someone else.
But please, stop trying to set me up with your bestfriends brother Bill, because it is a no from me.