I often wonder how many women are in a similar situation to mine. A single woman of 31 who longs to be married, but has not found "the one". I honestly didn't mean for that to rhyme. *slight smile* I am one of those women who has always imagined what my wedding day would be like. What my married life would be like. What kind of mother I would make. The kind of wife I would be. The fact that I haven't found anyone to share my life with is beyond discouragingly depressing.
To top it all off, I am a rare model of woman. (I hate using the term "breed". Makes us sound like animals. I prefer car references.) I don't function well when I have to work outside the home. I was made to be a homemaker. Not to be mistaken for a maid, a nanny, or private chef. I don't want to replace anybody's mother, either. Just because I enjoy cooking and cleaning, does not mean it's okay to suddenly turn into a slob and expect me to magically make everything spotless again.
Sorry, a little ranting. Past dating experiences have obviously left me quite bitter. I am sure that other 30-something single women out there can relate.
I guess that perhaps it is my "motherly nature" that attracts immature, insecure guys who will never grow up. Honestly, I have never really liked dating guys. I came from a very religious background (which is not open for discussion) and knew I was expected to date men. I find I am not compatible with men in a relationship. Their egos are far to fragile. Maybe I am a bit crazy, but when a guy is needy, I find it profoundly annoying. Yet when a girl is needy (as long as she's more than a friend) I kinda like it. I realize that statement is just as hypocritical as I hate men for being, but it's just true. Men pride themselves on being tough and manly, yet they are the biggest babies on the planet.
If I am not alone in this kind of frustration, leave a comment or send a message and tell me your story.
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