#butamithou

So not too long ago, I was talking to a friend and he called me bitter. Before we go judging (remember, this is a no judgement allowed zone), he asked me how I felt about love. I told him, based on my experience I believe love is just a word to make people feel wanted and needed. Silly me, I thought for sure he would agree with me. Sadly, he called me bitter, but he also broke it down.

Once he called me bitter, I stepped back and realized, he’s absolutely right. I fell in love twice in my life and it ended in heart break. So why on earth would I think that love really does exist? I know I’m not going to die the crazy cat lady feeding pigeons off of a bridge, BUT I also am not getting any younger. I’m 36 years old. I don’t want to be dating anymore. Nobody REALLY wants to date their whole life. We all want to find our person.

For now, I will let love find me. I will not be bitter. I will remain optimistic. I will stop searching for “the one”. I will enjoy my best single life. I will no longer be bitter and allow myself to go with the flow and hopefully fall in love again someday.