Last night I was out drinking with a couple of my very smart friends. We were talking about dating and relationships (really, I do talk about other things, sometimes). and @iamalejandra said (to someone else, not me), “Let me ask, who do you see when you look in your mirror? I think that every time you look in the mirror you see a person who’s a failure at relationships. And as long as that’s the person you see in the mirror, that’s what’s going to keep happening.” Maybe those weren’t her exact words, but that was the gist of it. And, really, she wasn’t saying it to me.
All morning long as I lied there in my lonely bed, bundled up in layers of blankets against the cold, I wondered about my mirror. There’s not really a doubt as to what I see there. I see a SINgleGIRL. Single, independent. Alone but not lonely. That’s the me I see in my mirror.
Which leads me to ask the obvious question, Does that mean I’m destined to remain that way? And if so, am I OK with that?
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