The disease of singleton

Being single has become a disease. Because now a days, not having a man is a fate worse than death. I am so sick and tired of all the crap single women get for just being unattached. People ask me if I have a boyfriend or husband, I say no and then I get that poor woman look from them and then the "don't worry the right one will come along" speech. Was there a look of panic on my face when I said I was single?? Did I look worried?? What is wrong with being a single woman who can survive on her own with out the help of a man? Why is my worth, as a normal functioning 20-something woman, attached to a man?? It's not like my life will magically begin when we meet. Suddenly I feel like a side show freak—a woman who sleeps in the middle of the bed, gets the covers all to herself, and isn't lonely at night—she doesn't exist. Recently I bought flowers for myself, and a man gave me a hard time about not having a boyfriend who would buy them for me. I guess I didn't realize that flowers become suddenly less beautiful when you buy them for yourself. I have seen too many people who entered into bad relationships because they were so desperate to have a significant other. But do we worry about the quality of their life?? Shouldn't we feel sorry for them? Just because others feel that a woman has more value when she is in a relationship doesn't mean it's true. I don't need someone to validate who I am. I'm in no rush to have babies, or get married, I like my life the way it is.

I'm not going to lie and say it wouldn't be nice to have a husband one day. I want to fall in love, get married—the whole fairy tale story. And every once in a while I freak out and wonder, "What if that never happens to me? What if I never meet him?" But when I take a breath I realize I do not need a man in my life to be happy, I've figured out how to do that on my own. One day when I'm ready he will come along….and my happiness is not something that I will settle for.