The truth about being single.

The idea to write this article actually came up when I was about to go take a shower. My bestfriend and I were texting and honestly, I was pretty convinced we're die-hard feminists. Not until I decided to write this article. 

First of all, I would like to say that whatever I would write would constitute my right to say whatever I want to say. Although I am not going to write anything offensive, I would like to clear out that everything I will say is based on my experiences and is purely my opinion.

Also, I would like to say, to women specifically, that no one's going to convince you and make you believe that it's okay to be single other than yourselves. 

So yea, you've already got a clue on what I'm about to say in this article. 
No, it's not about how sad life is because no one texts you good morning/goodnight.
It's not about how ugly you feel when every girl friend you have has a boyfriend.

To my girls, this is how awesome life is when you're enjoying all your free time and money. But of course, it's not as shallow as that. Remember that.

Because when you're single, it doesn't matter whether you're 2 times heavier or lighter. (maybe it a little bit does) but because of that, you learn how to help yourself. You're not the damsel in distress anymore that needs an affirmation from a guy to know you're sexy and you're beautiful.
You go to the gym. You jog. You do yoga. And it's not for a guy, it's for yourself. 
For me, I think that's real freedom right there. 

It's not getting chained to what society is telling you that you should have a boyfriend/girlfriend.(I apparently support bisexuals/lesbians, I see no harm :] )

You motivate yourself to be better, look better, and feel better. That is love. That's real love.
Undeniably, the cliche, "..you must love yourself before others" is true.
But I don't think that's a problem. Because when you try to appreciate how you look in the mirror by doing your everyday routine like combing your hair, cutting your fingernails, or putting on powder, that's actually loving yourself. You're loving yourself without even putting so much of an effort in doing it. It's as simple as 1, 2, 3 or A, B, C. (Okay, that was lame, sorry.)

When you love somebody, it comes naturally. And it applies with every kind of love. Including self-love or whatever you may call it. Lol.

Give yourself that freedom because you deserve it.
Single or not, no one's going to give meaning to your life but you.

Do something crazy or do something ordinary, whatever it is, you are entitled to that decision. Being single is your decision so don't regret it. It's not easy but it's not something to be saddened about either.

Coming from someone who's been single for quite some time, and coming from someone who always gets the reaction, "omg, you're still single?!" I say, it's not so bad, you just have to see the goodness in everything.

Maybe it hurts, seeing how happy a couple is, but maybe you can change your perception or your hurt into something like, "Mr. Right and I, we're going to be like that someday." Eventually, you'll see yourself smiling goofily at lovey-dovey couples. (okay, maybe not all the time but you get the point)

I once told a friend of mine God's message to me when I prayed for a special someone,  I believe this is what he is telling me, "I will give you someone who will love you the way I want you to be loved." And you know, God's love is unconditional, perfect and infinite. So if he's going to give me someone who would give love that is just a bit close to that perfection, I am willing to wait.

The truth about being single is learning how to wait.
I'm not going to judge you if you're going to jump from one guy to another. It's not fair to generalize people. I've learned from a certain someone that you cannot generalize women/men with a lone situation.
You may have been used, lied to, cheated to. Or you've always been someone's alternative, second choice, or last. Remember, you are God's no. 1. And there's nothing more comforting than that. :)

Even it means waiting three years or more, I am in no rush. 
I am in the process of loving myself and being okay with my body's flaws, my insecurities, etc.
I am not perfect. No one is. 

So if you're reading this, and if you're single, repeat after me:

"It's PERFECTLY fine that I am single."

So women, go ahead and raise your unwaxed armpits, you're single, the hell they care! Lol.
On second thought, no, that's gross.
(I know I hate my humor)



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