Being Single Is Not A Handicap

Thought Catalog

I think there’s a plausible chance that I will, indeed, be single forever, and I’m not sure that it’s such a horrible thing. I can already feel the eye rolls coming through the internet. But it’s true: I’m just not sure I’m someone who someone else deserves. I’m not sure that I can give myself to someone without knowing that they will indefinitely give themselves to me, and I’m not sure that I’ll ever find that. I’m not sure I’m ready to take the (calculated, but still flimsy) risk of putting my emotional eggs in one basket. I realized it last night in a hot yoga class, and it washed over me concisely and clearly and I cried a little, and when it came to meditating at the end, I cried a lot. It was dark, so I don’t think anyone saw. I do yoga for my spirit, not my…

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