I recently met up with my College gal pals to celebrate the birthdays of Jack and Marian at Tagaytay. My used to be NBSB friend Marian now has a doctor boyfriend ten years her age and Jack has recently gotten engaged and about to be married by December.
And so with such big relationship events happening with two of my friends, being surrounded also by friends who are now happily in a couple and with the recent “I miss having a boyfriend” talks I’ve been having with Ryan, the question hit me again: “Do I need a man?” And you know what? I think this is a question that a lot of single gals out there wonder about from time to time.
I’ve been single for almost two years now after surviving a tremendously heart breaking breakup and I have never gone on one single date since then. My infatuations have also all revolved around reel guys – if you’ve been reading my blog long enough, you’d know about ’em. Finn, Edward, Damon…
So I’ve been giving the question some thinking… Having a boyfriend is really nice. You have someone to talk with on the phone at nights, you have an instant date especially on special occasions like Valentine’s, Christmas, etc., there’s someone whom you can expect to get a sweet text from: I miss you, I love you… there’s someone to hold hands with and hug with…someone who’ll make you feel absolutely adored and special…
And then there’s the single life where you have nobody else to think of but you. You buy stuff solely for your enjoyment. You go out with your friends whenever you feel like it. You watch whatever movie or TV show you want. You eat whatever you want. When work gets crazy, you don’t feel bad that you’re somehow missing out on spending time with your special guy. You also get to meet and date any guy you fancy.
They’re both fun lives to lead…And so I looked back on the past. I was just like Charlotte of SATC before. I treated “couplehood” like an association I’m dying to pledge in. That didn’t really turn out quite well in the end. So I’ve decided. This time around, I’m taking things one step at a time. No more “should-ing”. No more giving in to the pressure of what people think I should be and no more pressuring myself either.
I think it’s better this way actually. After all, I believe that it’s when you least expect it that love will come your way.
In celebration of my decision, I bought a new book. It’s entitled “How to be Single” by Liz Tucillo. Sounds familiar? Well that’s because she co-wrote the best seller book “He’s Just Not That Into You” which is now a major motion picture and one of the movies I love to watch over and over again.