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Hello, It's me!

Hey!  Remember me?  It's just been a year or two.  I guess I felt like I ran out of things to say.  Or maybe I thought I wasn't interesting.  Then I realized tonight, I missed typing my feelings for the world (or the three people that read my thoughts).

Let's see, what has happened....

Nothing interesting I'm sure.

I'm 30, that's new.

I'm single, that's not.

I'm brunette again, but I guess the blog word didn't see the blonde. 

I gained all the weight I lost back, so there's that.

I have been struggling lately, with just about everything.  Mostly, I am on the single struggle bus.  I have a bus pass and keep chugging along.

I guess at this time of year it gets worse; everyone is getting engaged, announcing the are expecting, or starting new relationships.  And while I can rejoice with my friends in their seasons of happiness, I can't help but mourn my season of sadness.  Sometimes the season seems to drag on.

I guess what gets me so down is watching people go from relationship to relationship, man to man, woman to woman, and I'm still here.. Still alone.  Friends of mine are on their second and third marriages, and I can't get a third date.  (Disclaimer, I want my first marriage to be my only marriage)

I have a lot to offer.  Or at least I think I do.  I also have some strong convictions that a man will not change.

I see these people saying I love you after 5 minutes, moving in together after a few weeks, introducing their significant other to their children after a few dates.  I just can't.  I can't.  How can you know a person well enough for all of that after a few weeks?

Maybe that's why I am 30 and single. 

Maybe that's not what a man is looking for.

Maybe being a woman who knows what she wants isn't desirable. 

I'm not sure.  However, I know that I will not change this for anyone.

Also, a problem I have run into is the lack of interesting men.  I'm not sure if it's my location that is suffering from lack of men or if it is a world wide epidemic.  I hope to find out soon.

In the mean time, I'll be here, living and loving and struggling on.



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  1. UnknownDecember 21, 2016 at 3:46 AM

    I've always enjoyed your writing. Thank you for keeping it real.

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