Perhaps I wasn’t meant to have a relationship. Perhaps I was meant to be single.
It gets so annoying when I always have to defend myself.
No, I don’t have a boyfriend.
No, I am not married.
No, I don’t have children.
The only person who should inquire about my lack of love life is the person who wants to be with me. No one else. Everybody else can shut the fuck up!
I finished my shift, waited for my ride.
I climb into the truck, and my mother gives me a disgusted look. “You really need a life!”
What the fuck?
“I just got off work! What the hell are you talking about?” I demanded.
“So? go home get ready and go out!”
I could feel my annoyance rise.
She went on, her eyes going over me- head to toe. “how can you go out and catch a man dress like that.”
I was in my uniform. “I just got off work. I am not going anywhere because I am always babysitting!” I shouted.
My mother rolled her eyes. “Today you aren’t.”
Relief flooded me. “Good, Because I am relaxing. I am not feeling well.”
“That’s just an excuse.” she snapped. “Go get yourself a boyfriend”
Why do people believe that a woman needs a man to make her happy or successful? I don’t need a man to make me happy. I would prefer it, but I don’t need a man!
I would be feeling wonderful, my hair nice but dressed in something like this: (not exactly)
and she would tell me to dress up more like her:
How about no. I am not that old yet!
My confidence has begun to suffer.Like I must not be worthy to be around. It took me years to build it up, to be able to around others. I used to have anxiety, (I believed I was toxic, and wouldnt let anyone touch me) and couldnt make eye contact. I feel like that little girl again.