A couple of years ago, I was persuaded to join an online dating agency. I was told by friends that I would get lonely & miserable if I stayed single. It was during the early part of my singledom, so I duly signed up. Within no time I had reservations, after all, I enjoyed my life, but never the less I arranged a couple of dates.
Tha first man turned out to be someone that I already vaguely knew. I was alright until he reached over for a kiss & cuddle, minutes after we had met. I recoiled, he persisted. We were in a cafe where I felt safe, so I politely explained that I would rather not get too ‘touchy- freely’ until I felt that the time was right. He agreed but continued. The date lasted about an hour. I cancelled the next proposed blind date.
I had a long think & realised that I was being challenged about what I wanted out of life. There was no doubt in my mind, so happily I continued for about a year, getting more & more settled into my single life, by then, with the addition of my furry companion, Chi ( cat)
That following year, a similar thing happened, I began to question whether I really should feel so happy whilst living alone. Again I decided to search for a suitable mate. On my profile I had been totally honest & explained that I wanted friendship which may or may not, in time blossom into a serious romance. I met a pleasant man, we got along ok, he walked me home & was an absolute gentleman. He was interesting. We arranged to meet again, but once back home I realised that all I was doing was accepting something that I didn’t really want, or need. I cancelled our proposed date & cancelled my membership to the dating agency.
I was extremely happy with my decision & thought no more about it.
However, recently I have been considering whether I was missing out by not having a partner. Once again I logged into the site. Almost immediately I found a couple of possible suitors & sent them messages, once again I chose to ignore my gut feelings & decided to look for the perfect man.
One particular man seemed eager & asked me to call him, which I did. We seemed to really hit it off. We met up the following day.
The details aren’t important. He was obviously ‘a player’. Within minutes he was declaring his love, just a short time before he began to map out our lives together. I instantly wanted to walk away. I knew that this wasn’t what I wanted. However I knew that I also had to be sure that previous heartbreak wasn’t clouding my judgement. We spent the evening together, then the night – me very firmly ensconced in my bedroom alone, while he had to contend with the sofa. Give him top marks for effort! He gave it 100%. I think that he was either a seasoned pro, or that he had been studying the art of manipulating women. His persistence even continued in the morning. He didn’t like being refused what he seemed to consider his right! He was out of luck! I just wanted him to go away. To be honest, I had enjoyed our debating & intellectualising about everything from religion to the speed of light! ( spoiled only by the attempted groping & letching.) I did feel a bit sorry for him, I have been married 3 times, been cheated on & lied to by experts, plus of course I have brought up 5 sons. Nothing much male orientated fazes me.
As as we parted, he accused me of being a lesbian – no surprise by that comment! I didn’t even bother to justify my actions, or lack of them. I couldn’t be bothered!
I was due to meet a group of friends a short time later, & realised that I was smiling from ear to ear as I went into town, feeling so happy with my freedom. The group was enhanced by a new lady, we hit it off immediately. We chatted for over 4 hours. No innuendos, no sexual motivations, no cross questioning – just friendship……………
Since then I have been putting my priorities into order.
I love my life. I love my flat. I love my friends & my cat. Why on earth would I want to throw it all away?
I don’t need to search for a new partner. Maybe the Universal plan is for me to find new love whether it be male, female, black, white, human, animal or global. There are so many ways to have love in your life. I love my family, I gave birth to 5 beautiful sons & have made some friendships that have lasted the test of time. I am so blessed by having a full & happy life, yet risked so much in search of the illusion of ‘perfect ‘ love.
I am already in love, with life! I realise that now.
I hope that I won’t be tested like this again, but maybe I will need to strengthen my resolve if it begins to wane. No one is above doubting themselves occasionally But I am certain that I will not compromise myself, just to ‘fit in’. I won’t just ‘make do’. I enjoy being me. No arguments, no shouting, no resentment! I understand that many people feel that they need the security of marriage or partnership. That’s ok. But I’ve done that & it didn’t work for me. I’m not anti man ,or anti sex, or anti marriage. What I have now, has taken me years to achieve. I have inner peace. I have no idea what will happen in the future, but I will accept whatever the Universe decides for me. I am happy with my decision. I choose to be happy. I love being myself.
I wish you all the most wonderful fulfilling life, filled with love in it’s many forms.
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Well said Rosie, you pretty much described me as well. I feel peaceful on my own, and I don’t know if I would want to be bothered with all the emotion, jealousy, arguments, joy, uncertainty. On my own I only have myself to please, and when I get my little dog I feel my life will be complete. Who needs to rock the boat!!
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