Single and Proud of It

Today I am so incredibly grateful I'm single. I'll admit, sometimes it stinks, but it's much better than the confusion of dating, and the enormous pain of breaking up. I'm not ready for that. At least not right now.

I was just talking to a co-worker today and she was sharing her recent break-up story. I felt so bad for her--it was a bad one.

Talking to her made me wake up from this little fantasy I've been living in. I've thought that maybe, just maybe, a small relationship would be fine before I go on a mission, but talking to her made me realize just how blind I've been in that thinking.

I get way too attached to people for me ever to be in a "small" relationship. I would distance myself from others and, when we broke up, I would be crushed. It would cripple me in my preparations for a mission. I would still go, mind you--it's what I'm supposed to do--but it would be much harder for me to care about everything that I need to care about right now.

So I'm going to try my hardest ignore the want to have a boyfriend and focus on the things that need my attention the most right now. Here goes, well, here goes everything! Wish me luck!