I’ve been self-diagnosed as what some might call chronic singleness.
Beware of the condescending apology.
Friends and family can preach that you deserve better all day long, but it’s not until you believe it yourself that you’ll start making choices that help you.
I’m a 29-year-old woman, and for more days than I’d like to admit, I’ve found myself drowning in the relentless, existential pressure to perfect my exterior from head to toe.
Enough is enough is enough.
Whether you’re trying to move on from heartbreak, the loss of someone, adjusting to a new environment or traumatic experience, or accepting deceit from someone close to you, there is no perfect timeline for acceptance and getting on the other side of it.
Dating was difficult before a pandemic, and now it’s gotten even more confusing.
Maybe you’re facing heartbreak because you keep looking for ways to change people that break you.
So, for anyone on the fence about who they’re voting for, I beg you to vote with your conscience.
If you’re not excited about the first date, there’s not going to be a second date.