Ruminatons
Apr. 20th, 2005 06:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So I've been sick this week. Really sick. And I blame my co-worker completely for it. She's the one that came in on Friday coughing and sneezing and saying she was running a fever of 103.
I didn't start feeling it until Sunday. But man did I get hit. Chills, sweats, sneezing, coughing, high fever, shakes, the works. I was out of work Monday. Went in Tuesday but shouldn't have and ended up staying home today. But I slept a good chunk of today and am feelng better for it.
But that's not the reason for this post. During the few times of consciousness today I watched daytime television. Today's theme seemed to be "I don't want to be alone" and other forms of people whining about being single.
As I rolled my eyes on it, I got to thinking. Why does today's society assume that if you are single you are alone? Or lonely?
I'm 31, never been married, no kids and perfectly content. But yet I face everyday people who can't seem to fathom that I can be happy in my singularity. I have a mother who has handed me paper pieces with URLs of match-making websites or tried to introduce me to a friend of hers who has a single son.
But just because I am single doesn't mean I'm lonely or alone. Lonely is a state of mind. You can be lonely in a crowd of people.
I have a small but close circle of friends. I have a social life. In fact I can pretty much guarentee that I have a more active social life than some of my "married or in a committed relationship" acquaintences have.
I have a standing friday night dinner date with people I love. We go out for dinner and enjoy each others company and there is none of the pressures that I associate with "dates". It's just us having fun.
But I wonder... am I supposed to feel guilty because I am not interested in having a "committed relationship"? Upset that I don't have that "one person" in my life? Am I not a complete person because I'm opting to be single?
I don't care. I'm content. I don't need another person to make me feel complete. I don't need to have someone else's clutter in the house. I have enough of my own thank you very much.
Of course... when you're sick... the cats just don't give the same kind of sympathy a human does when you whine and are needy.
But you know... all in all... I think I can deal.
So the conclusion to all my thinking... single doesn't mean alone. And I like my singularity.
I didn't start feeling it until Sunday. But man did I get hit. Chills, sweats, sneezing, coughing, high fever, shakes, the works. I was out of work Monday. Went in Tuesday but shouldn't have and ended up staying home today. But I slept a good chunk of today and am feelng better for it.
But that's not the reason for this post. During the few times of consciousness today I watched daytime television. Today's theme seemed to be "I don't want to be alone" and other forms of people whining about being single.
As I rolled my eyes on it, I got to thinking. Why does today's society assume that if you are single you are alone? Or lonely?
I'm 31, never been married, no kids and perfectly content. But yet I face everyday people who can't seem to fathom that I can be happy in my singularity. I have a mother who has handed me paper pieces with URLs of match-making websites or tried to introduce me to a friend of hers who has a single son.
But just because I am single doesn't mean I'm lonely or alone. Lonely is a state of mind. You can be lonely in a crowd of people.
I have a small but close circle of friends. I have a social life. In fact I can pretty much guarentee that I have a more active social life than some of my "married or in a committed relationship" acquaintences have.
I have a standing friday night dinner date with people I love. We go out for dinner and enjoy each others company and there is none of the pressures that I associate with "dates". It's just us having fun.
But I wonder... am I supposed to feel guilty because I am not interested in having a "committed relationship"? Upset that I don't have that "one person" in my life? Am I not a complete person because I'm opting to be single?
I don't care. I'm content. I don't need another person to make me feel complete. I don't need to have someone else's clutter in the house. I have enough of my own thank you very much.
Of course... when you're sick... the cats just don't give the same kind of sympathy a human does when you whine and are needy.
But you know... all in all... I think I can deal.
So the conclusion to all my thinking... single doesn't mean alone. And I like my singularity.