So, after three years and more of this tumultuous on again, off again relationship, I have found myself a single gal. Am I ready to start dating again? Most likely not, but the best cure for an old love is a new one, and Dr. Phil talks about earning your way out of relationships, and I certainly did that with this one. Let my therapist (and my sister, who seems to take an unhealthy amount of interest in whose beds my boots are under) worry about that. You jump off then you build wings, or some optimistic bullshit like that, ala Ray Bradbury.
Great guy, gonna love him til I die, but sayonara, baby. Vaya con dios, see ya on the other side.
Some funny shit has happened to me in the past few weeks, and if I don’t save it for posterity, I will regret it later. So, I announce- The Blue Dress Diaries.
Original name? Not so much. I’m okay with that.
And because I’m me, and on the theory that I might be a writer, and if I am not letting it all hang out all over the place it festers and rots in my brain, I decided to write about it all.
I have to say, I do not think a woman needs a man to be complete, nor do I feel incomplete without one. I also think, though, that it is complete bullshit, and a great disservice to single people of both genders, that our society teaches that admitting you would rather be with someone than not makes you weak, or unfulfilled, or somehow less of a person. I am strong, with a very full life, which I mostly love, at least today, and I have great people in it.
Eventually, though, I would like to have (another) husband, and I am not going to feel bad about that just because those bitches fucked their way across New York City for all those years. And PS, they all ended up married, or in a monogamous long term relationship, at least. I’m a great wife. I cook like mutha’ fuckin’ riot, I’m not jealous or possessive, would prefer to have sex twice a day, and while I like to snuggle and be affectionate, I feel no need to be attached to my man’s hip. I have a metric ton of issues, too, but I believe love covers a multitude of sins. I don’t think it’s wrong to want to love someone, to want them to love you back.