Not to poo-poo Superdude’s pain, which I don’t doubt he feels, but I am single and loving it. Is it the lack of obligation? Is it the freedom to look around? Nah. I always made sure those were a part of my relationships anyway.
Is it the ability to be alone whenever I damn well please? Don’t think so.
Not quite sure what it is, actually, but I feel completely zero need to be with another person right now. And I am enjoying it!
Meeeee!
For lots of reasons, one of which is the fact that I don’t immediately have to clean all the little hairs out of the sink after I shave! (Girls hate those little hairs in the sink!)
I’d say “resigned to it,” rather than “loving it.” As I know damn well I’m single for life, I choose to luxurate in the advantages and push the disadvantages to the back of my mind.
Yes, I do love coming and going as I please, sleeping late, making plans with my friends when I choose, working on my books at night, not having to consult anyone else on my decor or wardrobe. There are plusses to spinsterhood.
Count me in too! After my hubby and I split, I was miserable. But now, well, I couldn’t be happier because
If there’s a mess, I made it.
If the money’s gone, I spent it.
If I’m watching a video, I chose it.
If dinner’s burnt, I say screw it and order a pizza.
You get the idea…
It’s been like coming up for air after a long struggle with an underwater tangle. Refreshing! And waaaayyy more fun than I ever imagined.
bella–who’s rediscovered the joy that is boys you don’t have to live with
The best part is being able to a damn stupid thing I want to do without being made to feel guilty about it.
Plus the bed is mine, all mine. I wanna sleep on the left side, I sleep on the left side. If I wanna sleep on the the right side I sleep on the right side. If I wanna sleep upsidedown and diagonal I do it. 
Definitely.
My long-term relationship ended early in the year, and I am still realigning myself, I suppose. After several years of planning even trivial things jointly, I am rather reveling in keeping my plans to myself and coming and going as I please. Yeah, it’s pretty stupid, but I’ll take my empowerment wherever I can get it. 
And the solitude is divine. I still don’t get enough of it, as I have houseguests and I had to bring in a roommate to help me with the rent [sub]when I really should have just moved out[/sub], when it’s there, it makes my week. I had two whole hours to myself yesterday, a truly spectacular turn of events.
While the companionship is nice, I’m not really trying to make it happen. Good times with good friends are my priority now. That and trying to take care of all of things I committed myself to.
MR
Eh, it’s not so bad. I’ll never be in a relationship again. That’s the most honest thing I’ll ever say and it’s just sad, considering my age. It’s not because I’m not pretty, or nice, or fun or anything like that. I really am (IMHO). I’m just really bitter. Oh, and I suppose these trust issues don’t help matters much.
:shrugs:
Let’s just hope I’m not one of those rare people that lives to be 125…
Ask any guy in my life what he thinks of me and he’ll say something like, “Oh yeah, Sarah. Yeah, she’s great. Just like one of the guys.”
I fucking HATE those four words.
Well, if I may say so (from all the kisses and gropes at the last Chicago DopeFest), I would NEVER say that you’re just like one of the guys.
Single? You betcha!
Loving it? At times, sure! Been single for a while, and would like to be in a relationship with someone special that I could share my thoughts and feelings with… But in the meantime until that person shows up, I’m enjoying being single! All my time is my own. I can see my friends when and where I want to. My possessions, my money, and my living space are all mine. I know what happened to everything – no wondering “who used all the shampoo?”, or, “why is my razor so dull, has someone been using it on her legs?”
And I never have to see a chick flick. Not one. 
Same here, I’m single and staying that way, I can’t stand it when people say “O you will find soneone” BAH!!
Until that is Proven, it is set in stone that I will be single forever, down with Valenbane’s day!
No more being criticised by someone who is SUPPOSED to LOVE me,and ACCEPT me for who I am,no more of the Bob and Carole Normal bullpoop, just me and kitty.
I’m single for life, might as well get used to it and learn to enjoy the things being single gives you.
I can run and jump into a HUUUUGE pile
of leaves and giggle and laugh.
I can colour with my crayons without
boring anyone.
I can watch Rugrats without boring
anyone.
I can play and run without
jarring anyone’s nerves
who just want to sit around
and be an old stick in the mud.
I can be me.
I can take or leave being single. As long as I’ve got a load of friends, I’m fine.
Friends…
Add my voice to the chorus who enjoy being single. I wouldn’t mind being in a relationship but I’m also content to remaining single for the rest of my life. I learned an important lesson: relationships are not a prerequisite for happiness. (I know that seems obvious but it was an epiphany for me when I finally realized that.) As Little Tigger mentioned, I can be me.
LOL
Seems rather obvious? To whom? You know why people ask “How’s the love life,” right? They… just… don’t… get it. It does seem obvious to me, too. In fact, and you may laugh, but I was actually happier far longer than I knew I was happy without being in a relationship.
I was sitting there one day, just typing up a response here or playing a computer game or something, and I noticed what a strange emotional state I had been in lately. I struggled for days to pin the feeling down, attempting to write about it, talk about it, etc. Nothing. Turns out it was a funny little thing like “satisfied with life.”
I ain’t going back there again. Single single single, I am very happy with it (much happier than I was without it). Yay!