Lesson 30: Move On Even When There’s Nothing To Move On To

My roommate and I have spent countless nights talking (sometimes slurring) to the wee hours of the morning, discussing love and all of the messes it carries with it. Though we can’t agree on much (she’s a hopeless romantic whereas I prefer to call myself a realist) we can always agree on one thing – meeting someone new always makes it easier to move on from your ex. But by now, our mothers have nagged us enough to know that the easiest thing to do isn’t always the right thing.

It seems as though most single girls are reluctant to move on from an ex until they have another guy on the horizon thus never really allowing them to heal and find closure. Take advantage of your time between relationships to sift through any leftover emotions. While procrastinating may work for your Economics midterm, it’s not such a good idea in the dating world. If you push off dealing with your breakup, you’re more likely to get trapped in resent and overtime, without even realizing it you’ll be attached to a relationship you’re no longer a part of, which only makes moving on increasingly more difficult. Read More »

I was at a bar last night, politely making conversation with a group of guys. They were nice and I was bored. Our drunken conversation soon went from the ‘awesome’ weather to a subject even less interesting: me and my singlehood. I like being single. I’d like to stay this way. Yet, somehow, this is always devastating news to everyone from my family and friends to strangers at a bar.

“Where’s your boyfriend?”

The response, “I don’t have one”, must be code for “I have SARS” based on the jaw dropping and disgusted looks that shoot back at me invariably.

So the guys at the bar were appalled. And probably simultaneously delighted because NOW, now they had a license to set me up with their ‘young’ friend…the one closer to my age…the one blushing because he is RIGHT THERE…the one I don’t even find remotely attractive.

And alas, I was yet again playing a game I have played far too many times to count.: The “Gracefully Decline Without Hurting Feelings” Game. I know, I know. I should just always be a bitch. To be honest, often times, I am. However, it’s harder to do this when I have been having a genuinely good conversation with the guy. Or when it’s my best friend who really believes in her gut that the new guy in her office is my soulmate.

The line that got me out of bad emotional karma last night was this one: Read More »