Thursday 27 June 2013

I'm single and happier than ever, Yes really, really happy!

I’m single and happier than ever- yes really, really, happy!

Ask a man if he is happy being single and the general response will be
“Yes, I don’t have to deal with someone moaning at me or asking me to watch animal hospital or some rubbish. I can eat what I want, I can watch what I want, I can laze around when I want, I can do whatever I want whenever I want.”
Well ditto boys!
I’ve done the whole dating thing since splitting up with my daughter’s father last year. I even signed up to a dating website because I thought ‘that's what I should do.’ I have had guys I have known barely 2 weeks bring over coffee because I don’t have any and they don’t drink my green tea. I’ve had the remote taken off me and the football put on and had to watch man programmes like Storage Hunters (OK I actually liked that one and still watch it long after the bloke has left) I had to deal with the moans and groans while I watched my programmes like The Tudors and Casualty. One even took a 3 hour bath, topping it up every few minutes, I informed him that ‘I now have to pay for my water by the drop! So get out!’
So when told the last guy I was seeing that my door was closing to him, I meant it is now shut for all men. Well potential boyfriends, I can still have guys that are friends over (YES THEY ARE JUST FRIENDS THANK YOU VERY MUCH!) I did briefly wonder if I should go back onto the dating website, just in case my dream tattooed hunk of a man was waiting for me, but I have decided he can wait. Until I was invited to dinner by my friend, she is arranging for all of our friends and their boyfriends to go to dinner. I would be going alone dun, dun, duuuuun! Panic! Then calm and ask myself why am I panicking?  
I am not on an eternal quest to find a man to accompany me to dinner or a party, I am on an eternal quest to find my own happiness. If I find that and a man comes along and fits in with that, then great, but If not then I don’t care if I’m ON MY OWN. I am sick of being asked “Where’s the boyfriend?” I didn’t realise I needed one to walk me down the road, or to go to the supermarket or to a three year olds dress as Daisy the cow party.
Women who are coupled think ‘oh she must be so lonely’ but I’m not that boring that I can’t entertain myself. Society wants to put us singletons in a box titled SINGLE= SAD and LONELY. What about we change that to SINGLE= STRONG AND EMPOWERED. We don’t need men or partners attached to us like some limp donkey. I have stayed with blokes that I knew I didn’t want to be with because I didn’t want to be alone. But why was I putting myself through it? I knew I didn’t like them, it wasn't fair on them or me but still I limped along with them. But No More, I don’t need to, I am happy with who I am, I don’t need security from a man to feel that.
So I will go to party’s on my own and I will go to dinners on my own, because I don’t need a partner with me to make conversation. I am quite capable of talking to people, I’m a big girl now. In fact I am looking forward to going to the couple-y dinner, then getting a big chocolate on the way home to eat all by myself in my king size bed, while watching animal hospital. Bring it on!

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