Next week I turn 29 and it got me thinking a little about my life and where I am. I thought that at this age I would be married with two kids, a dog, a house in the suburbs and have one of those annoying mother-in-laws. However, I am still single with no kids, don’t own a home, still in school and occasionally go to my parent’s house for a decent meal and to do my laundry. Pathetic? Probably but when I really think about it, I would much rather be alone than stuck in some loveless relationship or sleep deprived from having to wake up in the middle of the night to take care of a screaming child.
In fact, there was a point in time when that could have been my life but I made the conscious decision to walk away from that four year relationship because I wasn’t ready for marriage and he was. Ironically, he got himself a new girlfriend in three months and married her two years later. So instead I went on many, many dates. For example, there was the muscular soccer player who was emotionally distant, the talented artist who only called me late at night, the gorgeous Italian who made a sex face like a horse having an asthma attack and the hot white rapper who would rather smoke pot than hang out with me. My most memorable experience, though, had to be the guy who brought out a whip and Viagra on our first (and last) night together.
And so at 29, I am still dating and although it feels like I am going around in circles dating the same types of men over and over again; I have learned what qualities I don't like, what a douche is and what I will not give up when it comes to my self respect and values. I think that being single and almost 30 is not so bad, after all I have another year to celebrate my birthday with my gorgeous single friends. I will definitely drink to that.
In fact, there was a point in time when that could have been my life but I made the conscious decision to walk away from that four year relationship because I wasn’t ready for marriage and he was. Ironically, he got himself a new girlfriend in three months and married her two years later. So instead I went on many, many dates. For example, there was the muscular soccer player who was emotionally distant, the talented artist who only called me late at night, the gorgeous Italian who made a sex face like a horse having an asthma attack and the hot white rapper who would rather smoke pot than hang out with me. My most memorable experience, though, had to be the guy who brought out a whip and Viagra on our first (and last) night together.
And so at 29, I am still dating and although it feels like I am going around in circles dating the same types of men over and over again; I have learned what qualities I don't like, what a douche is and what I will not give up when it comes to my self respect and values. I think that being single and almost 30 is not so bad, after all I have another year to celebrate my birthday with my gorgeous single friends. I will definitely drink to that.
Sonya
Sonya is a guest blogger with Single in Society. Single and living in downtown Vancouver, Sonya is a finance professional and sassy socialite.
mazel tov mf!
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