[sorry men.]

[2004-05-09, 7:07 p.m.]

I have come to a sad (sort of) but liberating conclusion about my life, in light of recent events.

Romantic love is not all it's cracked up to be. I think I'm okay with this. The truth is, not many people ever find someone who is just right for them. You hear over and over and over about waiting for the "right person," but either they don't exist or people aren't willing to wait for them. People get divorced, people cheat on each other... with all the other relationships you can have with people, why commit yourself to something that is doomed to failure 65% of the time?

I have long thought that if I could just give up on this intense desire to find someone, to be with someone and have this specific bond with someone, that I could do great things. Dating/worrying about dating/feeling like crap because some dating thing just went wrong occupies a huge amount of my waking thoughts. I think I've hit a point where I can no longer justify this. I am almost 25 years old.

So, fuck it. I suppose if I am destined to be with someone, if there is someone out there who will love me the way I want to be loved, then he will find me. Or he won't.

I have enough people around to support me that I don't need him anymore. I'm tired of having mediocre, short, disappointing relationships and the time has come where I would truly rather just be alone. I'd rather devote all my waking energy to something or some cause that will better the world and actually make good use of my 99th percentile brain.

© beotch at
7:07 p.m.
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