I might not be the best person to answer this question, or even give advice on the subject, but I will do my best to quell my bitterness to have a more hopeful answer then. I will never find the one. First, there is a lot wrong with the idea of the one. There are many things to consider, but thinking there is some perfect one who can only end up with you is a Ludicrous notion. Maybe, I’m just too ingrained in the millennial life style, but as someone who prides himself on the fact that I have only seen one or two of the Marvel movies, and revels in the fact that I have never ordered Avocado toast at a brunch. Not that I think this is why the cost of housing too high.
I find it difficult to consider giving any kind of dating or relationship advice, as it feels I am so ill-equipped for it. And while I would like to think of myself as some kind of aloof superhero who does not seek companionship in any way. I can say, I am in no hurry to force a relationship. Perhaps my standards are too high? Or, all things my ex-girlfriends have ever said about me are, in fact true. I know I am at least not in a fear of missing out mind set. Those past relationships didn’t work out for a reason. Whether for one reason or another. Relationships, especially romantic relationships are very mystifying.
While I am in no hurry to find love or even date at this point. I do feel a sense of questioning from society as a whole. “Kemal, when are you going to settle down?” Is 28 really a time when someone needs to have found someone to marry or be settled down? I’m sure there are rock stars who are married, but would hardly think they have settled down. I do not want this post to seem like I am bemoaning the dating world. But maybe I am. In truth, the question I’d rather have asked then, when are you going to settle down? Is, what are you doing for yourself right now? Or even, how are you? Me, I’m doing quite fine. I have a job I love, I live alone, but I’m not lonely. I can afford my apartment and life style. I can actually save money. And, although I’m contemplating selling my bathroom door, I feel alright where I am. I am twenty-eight, I might not have everything, but I can take care of myself, and I thin that’s more important than defining myself by whether I am in a relationship or not.
I firmly disagree with much of the dating advice that is so readily available, like there’s plenty of fish in the sea, or you never know when you might find someone. This is not always true. I have never expected to find the love of my life sprawled on my bed when I come home from work. It would truly be the last place I would expect to find someone. Mainly, because I doubt there would be any romantic possibilities after breaking and entering charges were brought up. I could be wrong, though.
After all, according to my facebook feed, I am the rare exception on there. I am sure at any given point there is at least one or more engagement announcements on my feed. Yet, I have felt tempted to post a picture of a pizza delivery and caption it, I said yes. What is the point, though? I don’t think my humor would translate well in a sea of wedding, and player three pictures. It would seem easy to bemoan the whole process and feel like I missed some secret meeting. But, honestly, I do not feel I have missed anything.
What this post is about it, I am fine sleeping alone. I get to sleep in the middle of the bed. I get to stay up, and do all the weird things I enjoy to do, like listen to obscure 90’s bands I remember. So, if anyone knows of someone looking to buy a bathroom door, pass them along to me. I have one for sale that is very lightly used.
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