Uhm...yeah, because YOLO!
A few weeks ago, I asked some of my followers on Instagram about a topic they’d be interested of me to write for the coming weeks, and one of my good friends mentioned something about being single and happy, so here it is.
So most of my friends, batch mates from high school and uni are now married, pregnant busy making babies while I’m here and there busy making a food baby and working my ass off three jobs.
Over the past few years of moving to Hong Kong, I have been in relationships that seemed to have an expiration date of one year. I know, right?
There was this guy I was with for a year (obviously) and I chose to call it off for me having issues about him plus the distance which shouldn’t really be an issue. I then started dating and been in a relationship with another guy which also, and again, obviously just lasted a year, because I called it off again and just felt that I finally know what I really wanted in a man—a man who is highly motivated and has BIG dreams. I understand how we all have goals and they aren’t all the same. But the point of having dreams is for one to actually work for it until they achieve it—which I don’t think I have seen in my exes.
What happened to me in those years? It would have been a waste of time, but there was a lot learned.
I’m 29 and single! Definitely happy at the mo!
I’m currently seeing this guy whom I have “swiped right” nearly three years ago. We keep in contact and still see each other despite our busy schedule. I’m pretty happy with that though.
Being able to have time to myself and do whatever the shiaat I want is amazing.
From my past relationships, I have always felt like I had to “ask permission” to do stuff and most of the time had to take my ex with me to whatever social gatherings I had and even work. *rolls eyes*
Sometimes I get scared, yes, but then I know that if I’m in a relationship where I’m not entirely happy, then what’s the point?—That’s even scarier!
The reality is that I am my own person and if I can’t be happy with my own company then how can I be happy with someone else?
My happiness doesn’t depend on a guy. Sure, that would be nice, but going on a night out with friends, chatting about life, eating pizza at 2 am is the shit!
Okay, that sounds uber feminist and that I’m against relationships, but I’m not. I just know that right now, I am happy with what life is giving me (except the shitload of deadlines and pressure from work) but I’m sure that when the time comes of finding my “better half”, I would be 10 times happier and just being a firm believer of the saying
“The longer you have to wait for something, the more you will appreciate it when it finally arrives. The harder you have to fight for something, the more priceless it will become once you achieve it. And the more pain you have to endure on your journey, the sweeter the arrival at your destination. All good things are worth waiting for and worth fighting for.”