Embracing My Single Season
Starting fresh after years of dating, transitioning from a committed relationship to singlehood feels like a whirlwind. The once steady rhythm of phone calls, FaceTimes, date nights, and daily routines now abruptly halted. Each day felt like a battle, piecing together shattered fragments, tears flowing freely as I yearned for relief from the pain. I longed to bypass the agony, swiftly transitioning from suffering to restoration, to feel whole once more. Enduring the challenges was crucial for my personal growth, as it shaped the person I have become today.
Being single has been a profound learning experience for me. I've embraced solitude, rediscovering who I am. To be honest, I enjoy my solitary moments. I appreciate the absence of obligations to check in with someone about their day. My routine involves work, workouts, and indulging in copious amounts of coffee. I find fulfillment in spending time with God and nurturing my ongoing relationship with Him. I cherish the freedom to spend time with friends and embark on spontaneous adventures.
Currently, I don't have the capacity for a relationship; my daily life is packed with many commitments. There are moments when I crave solitude, and my phone is consistently set to "do not disturb" as I firmly believe in disconnecting from the world. If I feel the need to withdraw and take a break from communication for a few days, I don't want to face the consequences of being labeled as ghosting. Frankly, I prefer to avoid such complications.
Even if I wanted to dip my toes back into the dating world, girl, I'm at a loss when it comes to connecting with guys or navigating the dating scene. Let me spill the tea on what went down. I gave Bumble a shot, that online matchmaker platform (sorry in advance, Mom, if you stumble upon this), and crafting my profile bio was a whole journey. Describing myself is a bit challenging, but I can confidently say that my love for food and coffee runs deep. Picking out the right pictures turned into quite the task, as you can imagine. I swiped left or right—honestly, it's a blur—but right away, I got the vibe that it wasn't my scene. Despite engaging in a few conversations, the nagging doubt of whether I was being catfished kept playing on my mind. Having expressed that sentiment, I'll persist in pursuing my passions while patiently anticipating the person whom I believe God has destined for me.
