So I’ve been contemplating romantic relationships. Having been single for so long I can objectively look back, and also take honest stock of where I stand now. I’ve thought I’ve been lonely. I’ve thought I missed intimacy. I’ve thought I wanted that all consuming soulmate passion. But when presented with someone’s desire for a connection with me, I freeze up. I recoil. Lack of practice? LOL. Most of my needs are met by my friends. And passion is fulfilled in many ways. My art, my love for the world and all people in it, love for myself, etc.
I’m fiercely independent. I like being accountable to no one but myself. I don’t want to have conversations about my “feelings” or where our relationship is going. I don’t want to deal with jealousy or insecurity crap. I like not having to meet someone else’s expectations. I like being moody and not having to explain why. I like not having to fight for the covers.
So I’m kicking the holy triad out the door for a while. If this soulmate the universe keeps promising is coming ever shows up, all well and good, but I’m not holding my breath and I’m done waiting around.