My mother was happily married at 23 and my sister recently got married at 25. I am 23 and still single. Super single, but I am happy. Although my mother is single now, it is only because her husband passed away too early in life. She was ready to get married at 23 and start having kids. I am 23 and I can barely take care of my puppy without getting frustrated.
My sister married her high school sweetheart in September of this year. I am very excited for her and her husband and I enjoyed being her Maid of Honor, but I am different than my sister and my mother; I need time to be alone to realize what I want in life and in a significant other.
My family does not pressure me to meet a man, rather they romanticize my single life; they think I live like Carrie Bradshaw: dating mean, going out, and having a crazy single life. The truth is, I stay in, watch Bravo, and eat junk food on a Friday night.
I love being single though. I love to watch my silly T.V. shows without criticism. I even watch the occasional basketball game, but I don’t have to worry about a man pointing out every play and call that I don’t understand. I enjoy my own company, and to me that is important, because if you can’t stand yourself, then who else can?
My family may not pressure me to choose “the right man,” but they idealize the single life I live. My single life is pretty fun, but it’s not like they might imagine. They understand that I am not ready for a relationship, even though they were both in serious relationships at my age. I am content with being single at 23 and I do not know when I will be ready for a relationship. I know my family will be there to support me when that time comes, but until then all I want for Christmas is myself…and my puppy too.