I am a 24 year old single, independent, professional woman living in a capital city. Upon finishing my degree, 3 years ago, I travelled a bit and have since settled into a permanent, somewhat well-paying job with future prospects of growth. I pay all my bills, make all my decisions, big and small, and deal with my own disasters. In short – I am one of the women songs such as Single Ladies by Beyone or Indepent Woman by Destiny’s Child are dedicated to.
Most people would find this to be a desirable lifestyle, and I agreed with them – until now. You are free to do whatever you like, go wherever you want to go, and see whomever you want to meet. Problem? I am over it. The endless nights spent alone, the plus one invitations I need to turn down due to the missing plus one, the pity looks from all my married friends, the countless explanations as to why I am STILL frigging single and the numerous counts of brief flings that have left me emptier inside than the Tin Man from the Wizard of Oz.
In this blog I write about the bumpy walk in my single girl’s shoes and my non-shakeable belief that one day I will find Mr Right. Until then, I will continue to be the strong, can-do type of person that I have grown to be and regard every experience on the way (be it positive or negative) as a lesson learnt on my way to happiness…
Single Strife to Happiness 
Hi, wow, your friends are 24 and all married? Not that I’m even suggesting this will happen to you, but I didn’t meet my Mr Right until I was almost 33, and I got married when I was 35. I’m now 38. I know that must seem ancient to you, but you actually feel pretty much the same in your 30s as you do in your 20s. Well, I do anyway. And my husband is 7 years younger than I am. He was only 25 when we met. We also have an interracial marriage, and we are best friends. I had given up on finding Mr Right, totally given up. I thought all men were awful and I thought I was getting too old and why would anyone want to be with me when there were girls around … well, *your* age! 🙂 But then it just happens, and probably when you’re not expecting it, not planning it, not looking your best, bad hair day, not actually out *looking*. You just meet someone and it happens from there. Your man is out there. It’s not a question of “if”, it’s just a question of “when”. As long as you’re not agoraphobic and you leave your home sometimes, you’ll find each other. Or if you are agoraphobic, it could be the cable guy … delivery man … 🙂 You know what I mean. I do actually believe that there is some kind of cosmic force at work with these things, and destiny has a way of making things work out just right.
Such a great comment, thank you for sharing your own experience!
You are very right in what you are saying. My “new perspective” is also not to be too nit picky. So what if he is younger, has another skin colour or a few extra pounds? If its right it is just right 🙂
And yes. I do go out from time to time haha! I’m not paying too much attention to dating at the moment. guess that’s the way to go, right?
All the best to you and your husband ♥
B
Thank you so much. It’s a pleasure to share; I’m a very open kind of person. 🙂
Hi there, you know I like your blog. 🙂 I was wondering if you would be be so kind as to spare me a moment of your time over on my blog? I’m trying to do a poll on my blog asking people (anonymously) to vote as to whether or not they believe in past lives/reincarnation. I don’t have that many followers and most of them are proving very reluctant to click a button and make a choice. Would you be so kind as to visit my blog and see if you’d like to give your input? I don’t mind which way you vote, it makes no difference, and I won’t know what you voted anyway since I can’t see who does it, I can only see the number of votes. Here’s the link just in case you’d be willing: http://tfaswift.wordpress.com/2012/10/16/do-you-believe-1/ I’d really appreciate it. My name is Tilda by the way. 🙂