This post is going to be actually strange because I actually dreamt that I was blogging this so before I forget what I wrote in my dream, I'll let that one dream become a reality.
1stly, I'll say, it's been a few months. The way I see it, both parties have finally had the tenacity and grit(?) to move on with our lives, albeit separate ways. But being separate, and being single without a partner too has it's advantages, especially when being with someone who isn't suited for you pressurizes you akin to a vacuum jar. It's a cathartic sense of freedom, a far cry from the incessant worry and fear that something might go wrong, yet having to remain quiet about it for fear of angering your partner should you raise it up. Then there's the paranoia- or basically, an over exaggerated fear that something is going wrong.
All these that vanquished in the light of singlehood. And also in the light of a wrong partner. As they often said, being single isn't a status; its about having the audacity to find your own footing first before you mess with another person's. Perhaps it's the sheer relief, a unbridled sense of freedom and a inconsequential thoughts, actions and words that summarise the joys of being single. And perfectly happy as such.
Like a friend once summarised it- getting into a relationship means bearing the consequence of willingly being handcuffed, but it depends as to the degree to which you feel these handcuffs on you. And the way I see it, even if I'm ready to have the handcuffs on, these handcuffs will not come on for a long time. In time to come, maybe, but not now.
1stly, I'll say, it's been a few months. The way I see it, both parties have finally had the tenacity and grit(?) to move on with our lives, albeit separate ways. But being separate, and being single without a partner too has it's advantages, especially when being with someone who isn't suited for you pressurizes you akin to a vacuum jar. It's a cathartic sense of freedom, a far cry from the incessant worry and fear that something might go wrong, yet having to remain quiet about it for fear of angering your partner should you raise it up. Then there's the paranoia- or basically, an over exaggerated fear that something is going wrong.
All these that vanquished in the light of singlehood. And also in the light of a wrong partner. As they often said, being single isn't a status; its about having the audacity to find your own footing first before you mess with another person's. Perhaps it's the sheer relief, a unbridled sense of freedom and a inconsequential thoughts, actions and words that summarise the joys of being single. And perfectly happy as such.
Like a friend once summarised it- getting into a relationship means bearing the consequence of willingly being handcuffed, but it depends as to the degree to which you feel these handcuffs on you. And the way I see it, even if I'm ready to have the handcuffs on, these handcuffs will not come on for a long time. In time to come, maybe, but not now.
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