Last week, I hung up a picture of bestfriendboy, my fake husband Franz and myself in my office. I share said office with a mid 40 female coworker. On my first day she was eager to learn if I had a boyfriend. Naturally I was all LOL NOPE on that but I didn’t say I was gay either because first day and all. The next day or so I was in a Twitter conversation but she didn’t know and thought I was texting a boy, asking me what his name was and that sort of crap. I nearly headdesked. So after I hung up the picture she naturally had to ask if bestfriendboy was single. It was literally the first thing she asked.
Why the hell does it matter so much if anyone is single or not? I know I’ve written quite a lot about this subject on the blog but mostly because I’m lonely and hate sleeping alone every single night. I have nearly made my peace with it and embrace my singledom but apparently this is the most important thing to know about a person which makes me furious because it is utter bullshit.
Way too much emphasis is put on romantic love in my opinion, like it’s the end all know all definition of a person. You are who you’re with but that isn’t true. My relationship status does not define, I’m neither better nor worse for being on my own. My value as a person neither increases nor decreases from being with another person linked in a romantic relationship.
Why can’t we all just take a step back. Not every 20-something woman or man dreams of being married and procreating. Some will do it later in life and some will never walk down that road which is more than okay, really. I never needed a man to take care of me, I can change my own damn tires on my car and fix some things around the house. Also this is not 1959 anymore, not every woman needs to be married by a certain age. I value my freedom and am quite pleased with the person I am at the moment so don’t think less of me because I haven’t been with someone for years now, not that there would be anything wrong with that either, if you love said person, that’s cool and all but it’s not a necessary part for every young person.
The only thing part of me is mad about is that I chickened out and not just said that I wasn’t waiting for Mr. Right but a Ms but this is not something I like to introduce myself with to new people especially at my first job. In related news, the first two weeks have been good so far, I like my coworkers and feel good there. The INTERNET demanded a vlog about my first days at the job but with NaNoWriMo and a lot of other stuff going on this month, I will probably have to postpone this until December.