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Single Life Reality but Love is Out there for Everyone
A reflection of a single person’s life in a big city
I was single for many years. I lived in London. I had a life many have go to work 9am — 5.30pm. I went on holidays to places I love such as Italy. I had friends who have pretty much the same life. We all like the same things and we were all looking for love. The love that grabs you and you never feel the same afterwards.
Many discussions and wine bottles had been had over the subject. Everyone seems to have an opinion as to why one is single or in this case why was I single. There was no particular reason why. However, people think something is wrong with me..!? But sometimes it’s not a person that’s “wrong”.
What’s wrong is how people behave and the expectations they have. They haven’t even met a person and people already have expectations. I have to look a certain way, I have to behave a certain way, I have to say certain words and etc. If I don’t fit in in any of the categories I am no longer wanted.
Or, indeed, I do things people expect and it is still wrong. The reason it’s wrong it’s because I am not somebody’s imagination. I am a real person and I would do things my way. I am not a robot and I cannot possibly fit into somebody else’s imagination. Hence, for many years I was single. The world is cruel to a single…
