I had a therapy session with a friend who was betrayed by a sister, and dealing with their both new-found single-hood. It got me thinking to myself, am I doing something wrong?
Did I miss the chapter where we were told to fall over guys and try every tactic imaginable to get asked for your number.
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I've always been a sucker for romantic comedies, the dream that one day I will be swept off my feet and ride into the sunset, but deep down I know reality looks much more like a drunk night at the bar and a casual dance that may lead into a date after date, where is the glitz and glam in that?
I currently live my single life.... just doing that- LIVING!
Of course, I want a guy at the bar or when I'm out for the night to want to come up to me, but I don't believe in putting everything on that. I firmly believe in being able to stand alone and not feel like you don't match up. Confidence in your life will take you much farther than the frat boy you meet on Saturday night. You need to learn to be just with you before someone else can truly come into your life. Go on dates by yourself, cook, take up a hobby, redecorate your living space, do the things you love, meet up with friends and family but make sure you are able to truly be alone.
We all have our "moments" I feel as though I am continuously living one now, just pushing it further and further into my being as the time to deal with it, is not necessarily now.
My walks with Bear this weekend got me to reflect a lot on this and 2 song lyrics came to mind. Some song I've been listening to constantly lately, Katy Perry's; Not like the movies. This song discuses waiting for the perfect one and when its there you will know. I am constantly wondering if the perfect one even exists but this song pulls together the idea for me that maybe the one is not necessarily just there but they can become the one, like one day it just fits. Here are some lines that struck with me:
If it doesn't stop time,
If you cant see the sign,
Wait for it.
One hundred percent,
With every penny spent.
He'll be the one that,
Finishes your sentences.
If it's not like the movies,
Thats how it should be.
When he's the one,
He'll come undone,
And my world will stop spinning,
And thats just the beginning.
If you cant see the sign,
Wait for it.
One hundred percent,
With every penny spent.
He'll be the one that,
Finishes your sentences.
If it's not like the movies,
Thats how it should be.
When he's the one,
He'll come undone,
And my world will stop spinning,
And thats just the beginning.
The second song is a oldie but a goodie. I can remember when I first had my liscene and was able to take the car out alone, blasting this song. It got me through crushed heart break after another, but I don't recall really truely listening to the lyrics until it came up on shuffle this past weekend; Save Yourself- Sense Field. The lyrics touch on the idea of waiting for the right one, and how we so easily give up ourselves to anyone who will take.
Is it really true
Could you save yourself for someone who, loves you for you
So many times we just give it away, to someone who
Someone who you met in bar
The back of a car
And for a moment you felt important but not in your heart
My self esteem, it's been low, go ahead and count it's been lower than low
I know the feeling of it stealing life out from under me
I want to learn, how you save yourself for someone who, loves you for you
So many times we just give it away to someone who, couldn't even remember your name
Could you save yourself for someone who, loves you for you
So many times we just give it away, to someone who
Someone who you met in bar
The back of a car
And for a moment you felt important but not in your heart
My self esteem, it's been low, go ahead and count it's been lower than low
I know the feeling of it stealing life out from under me
I want to learn, how you save yourself for someone who, loves you for you
So many times we just give it away to someone who, couldn't even remember your name
So, my question this week is what is your definition of being single, do you let it define you?
Much love to all my single and attached ladies out there.
vb.
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