I'm starting to wonder if I won't embrace a lifestyle of singledom by design.
It’s official: i’m going to sandbag myself against the idea that i need to find someone in order to be happy. I can live without hand-holding, dinner in dim lighting and make-up sex. I’ve finally acknowledged the divide that encourages me to believe that being uncoupled somehow translates into my being incomplete.
I intend to use this space and freedom to maintain peace and abundance in my life.