Commitment Issues 101

30s, commitment, love, relationships, single life

Not Adulting Right Now

As a single girl in her 30s, I have to constantly battle the internal and external pressures to settle down and commit to a life of misery. Oops! I mean stability. My bad….

It’s not that I don’t want to get married. I do, someday, to the right person. But here’s the thing about me. The right person for me is not the person who wants a relationship. My dude, if he exists, is not going to send me a “Good morning beautiful” text every single day. He’s not going to dote on me. He’s not going to try to impress or please me. And, he’s certainly not the person who’s looking to settle down. No, no. My guy, wherever he is, if he even exists, he’s the guy who does his thing. He’s the guy who loves me passionately but not possessively. He’s the guy that doesn’t care if…

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Listening isn’t enough.

adjusting, family, listening, personal growth, receiving, support, therapy

Chasing My Dreams


After rescheduling my therapist appointment due to illness and weather multiple times for over a month, I finally went to see her yesterday. Husband went with me after work so that we were able to window shop for his AR and my 9mm before dinner with some friends and enjoy a nice double date. He asked if I wanted him to come into the room with me and I thought why not, I have nothing to hide and nothing I say today he won’t have heard before. It was wonderful. Let me reiterate that, WONDERFUL.

My therapist let him know that coming into the room meant he was a part of it and not just there. We spoke about my original reason for beginning sessions with her, the miscarriages and the medication. We then moved on to my “homework” from the last session and my progress, triggers, stressors, and all…

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Stepping back from social media

cell phone addiction, fam, family, Social media

Supermomgetsfit

I don’t know when the shift happened.

The shift when social media became a constant…

An addiction.

When we started posting every detail of our lives. Our opinions. Our disgust with other people’s opinions. The judgement. The shaming. Fuck, kids can’t even have a snow day without it turning into an all out Facebook war. Pictures of our kids, our trips, our families, out meals. Constantly checking for an update. Looking for that new notification.

We no longer needed to have relationships with anyone because you can already see everything going on in their lives. What’s the point of meeting up if I already know you got a promotion, your mom is sick, and you’re going to Mexico next month? It leaves people bombarded with updates, yet feeling completely alone. We are missing real connections. The ones where we sit and actually talk about your mom who is in the…

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The Fair Sex

Catholic, Christianity, Family, God, Hope, Love, suffering

HOPE IN THE STORM

By Supertradmum

By 1699, in legal terms in England, the term “spinster” meant an older unmarried woman. This term was used by the Anglican Church In marriage certificates indicating an unmarried woman. It came to mean older women who chose not to get married or were never asked, or who never fell in love.

Recently, because of circumstances in my life, and for the first time in my life, I have been around quite a few single women over the age of 30. In years past, as a teacher, most of my university and college students were in their 20s, although now and then I would have an older student who was female. Most of my friends are either nine years younger or more than me, placing them in their late 50s or early 60s, or are in their thirties, but married. Some of my friends are older than I…

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“Doing My Thing” Means Loving My Man

dating, happiness, life, live your best life, love, marriage, psychology, relationships, romance

I hate when people say, “Just do your own thing!” without understanding that being one with a man is “my thing”. That is my chosen purpose in this world. That is where my ultimate happiness comes from… as well as all the things that are worth even more than happiness.

Not everyone can find happiness on their own, and that’s fine. Not everyone who can find happiness on their own is content with it. Some people want more; the infinite fulfillment that comes with merging with another.

If I’m not seeking/experiencing love with a man, then I am not “doing my thing”; because that ismy thing.

And lastly, once you’ve become one with a person, “their thing” is “your thing”, and yours is theirs.

Stop it with the isolationist bullshit. Everyone’s “thing” should be finding and basking in true romantic love.

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Passing Clouds

family , friends , passingclouds , realityoflife

CᖇazY Neᖇɗs

Every day and everyone we come across in our life is just a passing cloud.

The day, as a cloud..
May move away dry at times;
May shower mildly for you to enjoy;
May downpour or
May even burst uncontrollably to shake you.

Likewise, as a person, we come across..
Strangers who mean nothing;
Acquaintances who come and go as and when needed, &
Friends in different phases.
At times, even in a family, by the time rain or fruits of victory reach the ground, the cloud may not be there to witness it.

Whatever the cloud has given us today can’t be taken away.
We’ll encounter a new cloud the following day and life has to proceed peacefully.

There are days when we are not awake even when we are awake, right?
So, Wake to Experience life without missing out anything – be that pain or joy.
Expect the…

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