Day 2: Being Single Sometimes Sucks

It’s Day 2 of my take on The Single Woman 30-day blogging challenge. Here’s the topic, which I find very amusing:


Though I’m happy where I am now, I’d be a hypocrite if I say that I’m perfectly okay and 100% happy being single. There are times when it sucks.

Though I’m very close with my bro, my mom and my best friends, and they’d be more than glad to join me in whatever I feel like doing, it’s different when you’re with someone romantically special. It’s hard to explain. It’s like sharing your life and loves with someone who wasn’t there for most part of your life… and you’re getting to know each other through various activities like traveling and even doing artsy or crazy stuff, and still ending up in awe of this one person who you feel is your long-lost soulmate… and, yes, the making love part, of course. πŸ˜›

I can’t really pinpoint a specific day or moment when being single sucked the most, but I can give you a few times when I miss being in a romantic relationship.

Valentine’s day – I know, this is such a cliche answer, but it’s when every couple seem to be all sweet to each other and they feel the need to let the whole world (read: Facebook, Twitter or Instagram) know about it. I’ve never been a big fan of Valentine’s Day. I don’t think it’s a special day at all. I prefer to celebrate anniversaries or monthsaries (yeah, I can be that cheesy πŸ˜€ ).


New Year’s Eve – For me, Christmas is for family, New Year’s Eve is for couples. I don’t know, but that’s how it’s been for me. I guess kissing someone at midnight, just before the first second of the new year approaches, is sooo romantic. πŸ˜€ And I miss that.

Whenever I see a couple on my Facebook news feed who I know, in real life, are best friends or are really in love, or I watch a Youtube video of a wedding or proposal. I know, I shouldn’t be watching these videos or looking at their photos, but I sometimes feel the need to remind myself that I miss feeling loved and being loved by someone. With how busy I get, I sometimes forget that it’s one of the things that makesΒ  me happy. And yes, I still believe in love… I believe in love so much that I won’t settle for anything less than true love. πŸ™‚

Relationship between 2 people - not the whole world

Watching movies, especially when the characters profess their love for each other or they express how they accept each other completely and lovingly. Ugh. Most of the time, that tears me up. I guess this helps in keeping me from becoming a cold-hearted bitch. πŸ˜€

Giving advice to my friends who are in relationships. Since I’ve been in almost every kind of romantic relationship you can think of, my friends feel like I can give them a sound advice when they’re having love troubles. And I believe I do, but it kinda reminds me of how awesome of a lover I am… but, here I am, single. That sucks. πŸ˜€

Singing songs about love. I love to sing. I now sing while working, cleaning my room, putting my makeup on, just doing my usual after-bath routine or even when I’m trying to sleep. So when I hear songs that I used to dedicate to someone special, I couldn’t help but reminisce. Good thing I can always hit on the Next button to listen to another song. But, yes, listening to songs that remind me of my past loves sucks at times, especially when it’s about people I truly cared about.

I’m not a fan of PDA (public displays of affection) ’cause I like to keep things in private. So, when I see couples who are showing just the right amount of affection in public, especially when the guy is a complete gentleman, I feel a tinge of envy. Just a tinge. πŸ˜›

Sometime around my birthday. I guess it’s because, 10 years ago, I envisioned myself to be in a loving relationship at 30+. This is probably the only time that being single has been consistently suck-y for me. πŸ˜€ But, I get over it after a few hours.

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It’s Day 2 and it seems like I can’t write a short blog post around the topic of the day. πŸ˜€ I’m more chatty in written form and I tend to let my brain loose when I’m blogging. πŸ˜€