I’ll take this person’s contentment and happiness with life etc for what it is – contentment and happiness with life. well done you postcard-sender-inner.
why do you think they feel the need to make out that their happiness is contingent on the fact that they’re single?
it reminds me of those single peeps who need to
convince themselves talk endlessly about how perfectly content they are being single, or those coupled folk who need to consistently remind others about how deliriously happy they are being hooked up.
urgh. it’s so pointless. the whole comparative ‘life is better without X’ versus ‘life is better with X’ yadda yadda makes me tired.
happiness – or the lack thereof – is not dependent on the state of your romantic attachments
i’ve been single for a long fucking time, and the ra-ra ‘all the single ladies’ chant is just as irritating as the smug marrieds’ ‘you’ll never really know until you find the one’ head pats. because happiness – or the lack thereof – is not dependent on the state of your romantic attachments.
it might feel like it is, but it really isn’t.
if you’re an emotionally happy ‘single’ human, chances are you’ll be an emotionally happy ‘coupled’ human. and if you’re crazy/moody/depressed/reckless alone, you’ll be crazy/moody/depressed/reckless with someone else (or find someone who will help you continue this state).
look, i think in general humans are happier when they’re in a loving relationship (of two or three or whatever). we’re social creatures after all. but i sometimes think it’s easier to feel comfortably content when you’re unattached than when you have another human pushing all your emo buttons all the time, challenging you to deal with your shit even when you might not want to.
after all, being in an echo-chamber of one can make murmurings of ‘i’m ok alone’ or ‘i’m a really awesome, loving person what’s wrong with the rest of the world’ sound like convincing arguments for our own crazy or loneliness.
those who are genuinely happy in a romantic attachment don’t feel the need to convince their single friends how sad and empty their single lives are
because ‘comfortably content’ doesn’t have to mean you’re happy. it could mean you’re comfortably content being a grumpy doucheball or a big ol’ drama queen. a relationship often just provides an uncomfortable call to action to change this.
i’m not saying there aren’t people who are genuinely happier being romantically unattached. i’m just saying the ones i know generally don’t have to write facebook tomes about it. just like those who are genuinely happy in a romantic attachment don’t feel the need to convince their single friends how sad and empty their single lives are.
empty vessels make the loudest noises and all that. doesn’t matter if there’s one on the table or twenty.
anyway. that’s my quasi rant for the evening. just be cool, people. just be cool.
cuddles and sweet, sweet kisses,