Because I want to be. Because it would take a a VERY special person to make it worth not being single.
Because I'm busy and full. I love my work, and I work hard at it, it's demanding, and that's OK. I have friends and fun and family, and they all fill me up.
Because I'm a mom. She gives me lots of meaning. Not all meaning, of course. I have little privacy. And very little room to take care of me, which I do when I can, and that's always primordial and lovely.
Because I'm strong and independent. I like being a free agent. I sometimes can't imagine the space to cultivate and tend a relationship. I've struggled with the idea of "reporting" and being accountable to someone else.
Because I focused on men for too long. This seems ridiculous to me right now. But ok, no beating myself up and no regrets. I'm on a journey. It's a beautiful one.
Because I'm ok with vulnerability, but not very good at it.
Because I'm busy and full. I love my work, and I work hard at it, it's demanding, and that's OK. I have friends and fun and family, and they all fill me up.
Because I'm a mom. She gives me lots of meaning. Not all meaning, of course. I have little privacy. And very little room to take care of me, which I do when I can, and that's always primordial and lovely.
Because I'm strong and independent. I like being a free agent. I sometimes can't imagine the space to cultivate and tend a relationship. I've struggled with the idea of "reporting" and being accountable to someone else.
Because I focused on men for too long. This seems ridiculous to me right now. But ok, no beating myself up and no regrets. I'm on a journey. It's a beautiful one.
Because I'm ok with vulnerability, but not very good at it.
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