As my time on EH winds down (is paid through 11/8) and the holidays approach, am spending my walks thinking about how I feel about it all.
I keep repeating to myself, hoping it'll sink in: am CHOOSING to be single right now. There are people I could be dating but not for any sort of good reasons, so, better to stay alone. And it's true. It is. My head knows this and I believe it's right and will continue to press on in my single state till someone - but not anyone - comes along. My heart though. It refuses to be convinced that this is a good thing and just pouts deep in my chest cavity. The ache of singledom, we all know it well.
And then I came across this entry from the Stuff Parisians Like blog, which, while mostly tongue in cheek, resonated with me. Particularly this:
While the English language has the good taste of distinguishing “alone” from “lonely,” French only offers seul. Not being in a relationship means being seul. The threatening shadows of loneliness, only darkened by the local inexistence of celibacy.
Ah ha! It's not that I'm a weenie, I'm just oh so French! Eminently preferable.
[Hey, could've been worse - this could be the sentence that's my main takeaway from the article: Being single after the age of twenty-six is the clear indication of a troubled mind.]
Your second paragraph could just as well be about me. And despite the fact that I deserve to be more than a 2nd choice, I find myself missing A pretty badly lately. And then I find myself being the only single one in a group when we go out which makes me feel a bit lonely in a crowd. Even though I keep telling people I'm not interested in a relationship right now and I need to get my life back on track first. Which is exactly right. I need to be happy with ME first. But head vs heart...sigh.
Posted by: Nikki | 28 October 2011 at 12:53 PM