I’m ashamed to admit this… but I hate being single
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Being single the past 18 months or so has not been a journey of self-discovery. Unless that self-discovery includes developing an unwaivering sense of aloneness. It is alienating being the only single one out of everybody you know. The condescending sympathetic looks paired with the patronising words of ‘encouragement’ reminding you that “he’s out there” or “you’ll find someone”, make me want to scream. But my hatred of singledom is not just about peer pressure, it’s a feeling, a need, a want deep down inside of me.
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