It’s Okay To Be Single (Really)

I’ve gotten the butterflies. I’ve come up with elaborate fantasies about the perfect Sunday doing nothing together in bliss. If I’m going to try to make it work with someone, I want to be excited at the sight of his name on my phone. I want to delve into the corners of his mind and get all the gritty details on his outlook on life. I want gut-wrenching, uncontrollable laughter because that’s when I put my guard down.

Thought Catalog

And in the end were all just humans… drunk on the idea that love, only love can heal our brokenness. F. Scott Fitzgerald

Our society places such an importance on finding value in being loved by a significant other. Having someone to claim publicly that you are desired and wanted. It’s in every film. It’s what pulls our heart strings in every commercial. Finding someone to love you is the be-all, end-all.

I say it’s bullshit.

We are all surrounded by people who love us, like really I-hate-my-life-without-you-in-it love us. It might not be romantic love, but friendship love is still love. We don’t need one person who we pine after to verify that we’re amazing. We’re allowed to be valuable and worthy all on our lonesome. Just because no one is texting you and calling you and pursuing you doesn’t mean that you have anything less to offer than…

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