During this time, I really think I’ve been able to come to terms with myself. I have a better understanding of who I am, and a brighter image of who I want to be.
This past year, I’ve discovered myself because I had to. It was necessary that I stop defining myself and my self worth by a significant other. It was necessary that I learn who I am, and learn to love me. By learning and accepting, I can create a normative ideal of myself and set goals for achieving them.
There are times where I do miss having a significant other, but I suppose that’s normal. I’ve had plenty of opportunities to fill that role, but nothing has felt right. I’m at a stage in my life where I think I need to focus on me. I need to finish school, pay it off, and create a future for myself.
Love, however, is an unpredictable force that cannot be stopped at times. That is to say, while I am spending this time focusing on me, shit happens. Who am I to set strict guidelines for my life? Life is too fluid for such rigidity.
In essence, I’m single and I’m enjoying the shit out of my own company. I’m happy where I am right now. That doesn’t mean I can’t be happy in any other context.
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- ikickath said: I’m in the same place. I’m content with being single. Let’s just use one another for physical pleasure and THAT’S IT.
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