you need to *shift paradigm*–shift the point from which you’re looking at things–and you’ll find yourself having more fun than you can handle (might be hard journey, but only at first).

Think about it this way: here’s a glass full of water (what married people have). YOU have an empty class. One can not fill the glass that had been already filled with water with anything else. You can can fill yours–You have that glass in your hand and you can fill it with anything you want–coffee, wine, tea (or may be something harder! :X) Have a wonderful glass of sparkling champagne versus a glass of plain water and enjoy it like no tomorrow. Remember all the things you had missed out on during teenage times… who prohibits you from doing them? No one! All these dance parties and hangouts you didn’t have enough time for? Make them happen. Take care of yourself–work out, etc–take care of your looks, dress well… meet new people, be sociable–open your mind to new possibilities–your married friends will be dying to be…YOU.

Here’s my story, I’[m 38, look 20 years younger than my age (guess why? hint, hint: cause I never been married/had children). I party (at raves and clubs) whatever I want… I have underage boys chasing me even. For no money in the world I wouldn’t married… (aka put a chain on my neck). Hey, I love to dance and I party every weekend I have insane amounts of fun! Lol, would I give it up??? Never… I used to experience all the feelings posted here–back IN MY 20S when I was dumb…. people, b4 u feel sorry for yourself–look around and see how big the world is and opportunities in in!–find some activities that allow you meet a lot of new people who’re interesting to you–and enjoy! Married idiots are stuck in their litter box… they can’t have any fun and are chained to the fate they chose.

I have had many dating relationships. All of them end with the same story. My last one I thought was the one. He told the friend of ours who fixed us up that I was the sweetest person he ever met. He said he also thought I was the one until the day he walked in a convenience store and laid eyes on “Delia” and he just knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that she was it and that I was just his rebound. Always the same story “You’re a really sweet, beautiful girl and I don’t want to hurt you, but I’ve met someone else.” Then they usually marry that “someone else” and have children usually within the next year or 2.

I’m a good, kind person and still very attractive but no one seems to value that. I’ve been “replaced” so many times that I think I’m better off not wasting anyone else’s time. Sometimes I feel God has put me on earth to whip them up into marriage material for the next girl that comes along.

I pray to god every night to send me someone kind and decent-no more Mr. Temporary man. I vow this is the last Christmas that I spend alone. I deserve a love of my own!

Just saying.