We all have weird relationships with love.
That sounds ironic, but it's true.
One minute we are swimming around in the blissful warmth of our singlehood explaining to everyone you are an independent man or woman who don't need no man or woman. You have a great career, you have great friends, you have everything you really want in life. "A relationship would just be a distraction right now..."
But...
There are those moments where you just want someone there. Whether it's a great promotion at work, or you made too much pasta to finish on your own, or sometimes you just want a really good make out session and the last time you remember kissing someone you genuinely had a crush on was an old Jonathan Taylor Thomas poster you had in your room.
Maybe that was just me, but you get the point.
I constantly post stupid social media statuses making fun of couples, and most of the time it's lined with a bit of envy. ONLY A LITTLE, so don't go texting Ashley saying "HA! The bitch admits she's super jelly of you and Thomas' relationship." That's not my goal here. We just all kind of want to love someone especially when we aren't winning.
Don't get me wrong, being single is awesome. I love it about 96.7% of the time. I'm sure I'm annoying to date who knows, maybe the planets aren't aligned right, maybe Justin Timberlake married the wrong Jessica --- it could be a number of things.
But I also find myself being judged for being single at 28. I've never been married, no kids, and I would rather go to a sports bar than some fancy restaurant in a dress I can barely breathe in trying to impress a guy.
That's not me.
This is the lifestyle I chose. For now.
I want a handsome ass husband who will tell me I'm pretty when I have no makeup on and mean it and not give me shit when I tell someone to pick up Tyler Austin because he's at the minimum salary on FanDuel. I want a trillion kids running around and I don't give a shit if they play baseball or not.
Most of us want that, we don't NEED it though.
You can be single and happy. You can be taken and happy. You can be single and miserable and you can certainly be taken and miserable. We know that all too well.
If you don't have anyone to come home to at night, that doesn't mean you're alone. There are so many people that love you and there are so many people who are better because of you. But please, PLEASE don't stop believing in love. It doesn't have to come in the form of a husband or a wife, but never stop believing it exists, because it does.
As for me, I was recently asked on a podcast what one of my goals was for 2017. I went over a million career checklists and bucket list items and then finally said: "falling in love would be pretty cool, too."
And if I don't? Oh honey, I'm an A's fan...there's always next year.
(And to the trolls who will more than likely leave a nasty comment on this...I hope even your pathetic ass finds love too.)