Can we be happy without love?
I mean, I have the love of my friends, my fantastic parents and the snoring golden retriever dog on the floor, but there is no man in my life who lifts me up on a pedestal and makes me feel as amazing as I should. There is no one in bed next to me when I wake up in the morning, no one who calls me and tells me he misses me. No one I can call just because I’m lonely and need to feel loved like that. Can I still be happy? Is that allowed?
And what is it that makes me unhappy simply because I don’t have that one single person? Would that one single person fulfill me in some way I can’t myself? I have so much in my life, I’m so lucky in so many ways! So why is it that I constantly yearn for something to fill a void I don’t even know where it comes from? We’re talking about one single person here, not a whole rugby team (though that would also work in some ways, I suppose)!
What is it about the number two, a two-some, a duet or a pair that is somehow so much more valuable than the unique, the one, the single or the solo? I know I am asking a whole bunch of questions I will never have answered, but just typing them up makes me feel better, even if just for a moment.
I live in the city in the world with the highest number of single households, in a country where more marriages end in divorce than actually survive, in a world where the traditional core-family values seem to have been undermined, erased and abused for decades and still I fear I won’t feel complete without someone else in my life. Why? Who made up those rules? Who has said that just because I have to manage on my own I can’t, won’t be allowed to, be happy?
And no, I’m not actively looking for a man, a partner… I’m not out there dating, flirting, pulling… I don’t want a lover (been there, done that), I’m sitting here on a rainy Sunday night, watching a romantic -supposedly feel-good- movie with a very typically happy American ending and I feel miserable because I don’t have that! I don’t have the ‘Sex in the City’ girlfriend gang! I don’t have the Miranda/Charlotte/Samantha I can call if/when I’m depressed. I have more or less alienated all my friends, because when I feel miserable I don’t deserve them (and why would they want to be around someone who’s miserable anyway?)!
So what should I do? The American, romantic, dream ending is not for me… Perhaps I won’t find the man of my dreams? Does that have to terrify me? Should it? Why does it scare me so? Deep down I am far more worried at the prospect of one day losing my parents, and that is something I know will happen at some point since they aren’t getting any younger, but for now… Would it be wrong for me to try to be happy on my own?
Can we be happy without love?
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