I know it was the pressure of valentines pushing the crazies out of the woodwork... I just don't have the emotional energy to sort through them.
After several jokes at my expense, a conversation at dinner about the whole ordeal left me feeling like the very person I've always dreaded I'd become.
I know that's not the case, and I know it was all in fun, but by the time the conversation took a turn to "who can we set her up with", the damage had been done. I don't want to be her.
The alone one that other people wonder about- the one discussed and brain stormed for by her peers/friends/family.
Over the past few days I've had a number of emails from people encouraging me about "my journey" or "my hunt" or "while I'm seeking". They are well meaning.
I just don't want to be that.
So, account is closed for a bit... and that's the end of that topic for now.
And if you say "the right person will come along" I WILL punch you in the kidney.