I guess culture makes us desire things we don't really desire. The last couple of days something or somethings have become clear to me... I really enjoy being on my own. I enjoy not telling a guy about my ups and downs. I love being able to be in the most horrible places of my life without having to feel embarassed or under some guy's expectations.
Also, I love having a bed for myself... I don't like sharing that kind of intimacy. That tells me I don't want to get married. I still believe in love and all that, but I really, REALLY like my own space, my own bedroom, bathroom, job, dreams, bad moments... My own friends.
Maybe I'm starting to get guys and their resistance to commitment. It's nice to be alone. It's easy, it's relaxing, it's safe.
As for love... how about loving someone so much you want them free of trouble, pressure, fights... an easy going commitment dictated by trust...?
Also, I love having a bed for myself... I don't like sharing that kind of intimacy. That tells me I don't want to get married. I still believe in love and all that, but I really, REALLY like my own space, my own bedroom, bathroom, job, dreams, bad moments... My own friends.
Maybe I'm starting to get guys and their resistance to commitment. It's nice to be alone. It's easy, it's relaxing, it's safe.
As for love... how about loving someone so much you want them free of trouble, pressure, fights... an easy going commitment dictated by trust...?
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