I am so over this dumbass question. Thoroughly sick and tired of having to defend myself against an McCarthy like era interrogation into discovering the reasons why I’m still single. Its offensive and just plain ridiculous…also, in most cases, its filled with judgment and makes me want to punch you in the throat. The question is almost always posed as though there must be something wrong with me if at 37yrs old, I am single, never married and have no children. Why is it that as a woman I must be damaged, too picky, hard to deal with, crazy or super selfish, and George Clooney who remained a playboy bachelor until his 50’s, is considered an intelligent hero for taking his time to settle down?
Yes, I am thirty-seven. No, I have never been married or plan to have children anytime soon. I have been single for over ten years, and no I do not feel like I am missing out on anything, or that I am running out of time. There is no need for me to put out a billboard on the street searching for my new man, and no, I don’t think I am being selfish. My career comes first, and I am truly okay with that. Am I worried that I will not be able to get pregnant later in life? Nope. If I end up married someday and decide to have children, but can’t get pregnant, then I will adopt or use a surrogate. Do these issues play in my mind daily…not at all. Do I feel lonely sometimes? Sure, but who the hell doesn’t? It’s a perfectly natural emotion. Hell, I was in a two year relationship and the last nine moths were some of the loneliest times of my adult life. Do I like kids, yes, in fact I work with them and love them. They are fascinating, hilariously honest and walk like they’re drunk until their in elementary school…what’s not to love about them. And, because of all my work I do with children, I have gone from feeling like I never want any, to actually being open to it one day…maybe…kinda…can I ship them to boarding school at six months, or is that too early?
When I meet guys I am always pelted with their back-handed compliments/judgement about my single status, and I’m over it. It immediately turns me off. Why can’t I just be happy, sometimes sad, mad and content on my own? Since when do I have to have a man, marriage and children to live a full life? Saying I’m too pretty to be single is not a compliment so stop. Also, yes I am pursuing my dreams with a fever I refuse to give up, and if you can’t help me grow, then you have to go.
My uterus, ring finger, and everything else about me are mine to decide what to do with. And I can care less about your opinion of my relationship status. Not all woman want to be analyzed by you and have your emotional bullshit packed not our backs. Let us be great whether that’s on our own or as a twosome. Whoever the love of my life will be-if there is one-will not be worried about why I am single, and instead focus on my right now, and how he can be apart of it.
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