worst nightmare......
I'm reading the scariest (and funniest) book I've ever come across, "The Curse of the Singles Table". It's about a smart, goodlooking writer, who "at thirty-four, has crossed the line
between being single to.....still single".
This post isn't going to be about me being lonely or me bitching about being single. The
opposite, in fact.
It's about a commitment-phobic reading a book about a woman desperately trying to
find love. Not a very good idea, I admit. But there it is, anyway. My best friend read it
and loved it, and somehow bamboozled me into reading it.
I have to admit, he didn't have to work very hard, since:
1. It was free, he's only loaning me his book
2. I was bored
3. The blurb was relatively funny
4. Did I mention I was bored?
No benefit of the doubt for this one. I was ready to make fun of the whole concept.
Halfway through the book, I put it down, scared. Some of what Suzanne
Schlosberg (author) said made sense.
When you're in your twenties, it's easy to be single (although in the Philippines, women
are supposed to get married in their mid-twenties, at the very latest, not mid-thirties),
but as you get older, supposedly (oh God, I hope it's not true)
*gets on my hands and knees and prays* it gets harder, lonelier, and it's becoming more
difficult to remember how important your career is, or your freedom, when all your
friends are getting married and having children and you're alone.
Now all sorts of questions are racing through my head, could it be true? When you're in
your thirties, will your life become so bad if you're single that you're willing to change
everything, your goals and dreams, even the way you live, just to get married???
I hope not. Whether or not I decide to get married, it will be because I love the person
enough to even think about it, not because I'm desperate or lonely.
Gah. Now I'm going to exercise two of the time-honored rights of the young and stupid.
Avoidance and Evasion. What the heck, anyway? I have time.