I once attempted to take part in what I thought was a mature discussion on a blog about relationships and how bad girls and bad boys always have someone while the nice girl/guy was home alone. One poster felt the need to state that I couldn't have been all that lonely since I have a child. I ended the convo right there because unlike some people I know the difference between getting knocked up versus being loved... but that's a whole other discussion for another day.
Anyway, and I hate to do this or even admit that I am - but it just popped in my head. I wonder, when is my time going to come? I'm not completely unattractive - physically and emotionally - so what's the deal. There has to be something wrong with a woman who hasn't been in a semi-loving relationship in over a decade. And why am I not in love with those who show even a little bit of interest in me (old, nasty men way beyond their prime don't count). I keep telling myself several things like:
- it's not over for you
- you are a cool person
- you look nice
- you will find someone who moves you
And don't get me wrong - I love that my son loves me, but I'm feeling a little greedy. I don't know a lot of things, but one thing I think I know for sure is that you can miss what you never had.
I hope one day this post will be words that I end up eating because I would like to be wrong about living a life while never being the object of a man's love. Anyway... whatever... random post... I'll get over it.