As much as I try to not care, it is very difficult for me to enjoy being single when most of my friends are in long-term serious relationships, engaged, or even married. I just want someone to share life with. Someone to serve God with, serve our community, help others, someone to go on adventures with. I hate cooking for just myself. I wish I had someone else to cook with/cook for who would appreciate it and enjoy all the weird/crazy healthy foods I am into. When I sit and have lunch by myself I am thankful for the food I have, for the roof over my head, for my family, but I can’t help but feel the need to be sharing simple times like those with someone.
Fridays are hard for me. I tend to spend them alone, grocery shopping, meal planning for week, wearing mud masks on my face and avocados on my hair. Don’t mind me, I am just being dumb and sentimental.
I am going to finish cleaning, do some laundry, go to bed early and wake up better tomorrow.