I’m afraid of being alone – of never finding that one special person. My life is so rich in many ways, I have the world’s greatest mother, many supportive friends, and an education that will get me far in life. I am comfortable on my own and I love who I am. I don’t NEED someone else to be whole, but that doesn’t mean I don’t sorely WANT someone. What if I never find that person? OR worse, what if I spend my life with the wrong one?
I hope to God that I find that person, but I’d rather be alone for life than with someone who doesn’t treat me right.
I’m in my twenties, so some might say, “stop whining! YOu’re so young.
You have plenty of time!”…not very helpful.
I guess I should count my blessings and recognise that love comes in
many forms. I HAVE found love – in my family and friends….but is it
selfish of me to want more than that?