Sometimes being single is the best thing in the world. You get to go where you want to go without checking in with anybody. You get to do what you want to do without checking in with anybody. You get to spend your money on what you want to without checking in with anybody. However, sometimes being single sucks…hard. Today, when I’m still a little nervous about my mother’s health issues, and I really don’t want to burden my friends with it but still want to talk about it a little bit, I’m feeling that single sucks.
Being single sucks when you want to go to dinner and your girls are not available….
Being single sucks when you don’t want to come home to an empty house….
Being single sucks when you have to put your girl down as an emergency contact….
Being single sucks when you want to have sex with somebody else....
Being single sucks when you need the kind of hug that comes from “that man”…the hug that is different than your mama’s, daddy’s, sister’s, brother’s, Soror’s….the kind of hug that makes you feel safe, secure, and comforted...and you roll over only to find your body pillow….
Being single sucks when you need to be told you are beautiful and Mama just won’t cut it….
Being single sucks when you need the tears that fall in your sleep wiped away and have to do it yourself….
Being single sucks when alone turns into lonely….
Being single sucks when you are afraid and you have no one to whisper your fears to in the dark….
Being single sucks when you have no other options.
It’s hard to smile sometimes when I am faced with the reality of my singleness¸ especially since I do want to be married and have children one day. I do want somebody to check in with one day. But until then, I’ll try to enjoy getting into as much “it’s great to be single” stuff as possible.
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