I’m single. And I don’t want to mingle.
Why is it considered out of the ordinary for someone to want to be alone? Why is it that when someone is broken up, the standard response is “don’t worry, you’ll find someone else”, or “I have a single friend, and he has the same hair color as you, so I can set you both up”.
Being single was my choice, as is staying single. Note that my intro line didn’t say “I’m single not ready to mingle” – that would imply that I’m crying all the time and eating ice cream and cookies for dinner while watching The Notebook. Instead, I have no interest to find someone new. I’m shooting zombies in Left 4 Dead 2 while drinking a good beer and watching The Big Bang Theory (I’ve got to have some kind of background noise, those zombies can be scary). It’s really nice to not have to depend on someone else to spark happiness in me, nor do I have to deal with the disappointment that is an inevitable occurrence in relationships.
It’s so freakin’ natural for humans want to have another human to call their own. I’m sick and tired of being somebody’s somebody. This is the longest stretch of time that I’ve been single since… a long time ago. And I am in love with my life.