Forever Alone

I'm probably not going to be a very good parent. No self-pitying here, just a probably correct assumption. A resignation, if you will.

Though that would require me having a man, let alone a husband. We all know that's certainly not looking likely to happen anytime in the next decade, AT LEAST. Definite self-pitying here. Everyone's already got a ladyfriend in their life. My single relationship status: it's like a preexisting condition that brings me grief from insurance companies.

And there goes all the confidence I acquired after watching a video that told me it's okay to not always be in a relationship, even to not be in one at all, especially as teenagers. I was so set on finding meaning in my life from friendships and mental/physical?/spiritual growth and defining myself, not with a man, but with the things I do.

Now I just want to sit in a corner and glare at everyone who's going on dates and holding hands and calling each other and maybe just being in love. That'll show them (what a freak I really could be).