I'll go ahead and 'fess up. I'm no good at relationships. I screwed up any of the good ones, and stayed too long in the bad ones.
I would make that classic mistake of obsessing far too much over the relationship and not spend nearly enough attention on the other aspects of my life, even if they were more rewarding.
There's a moment that I always remember. I told a friend something that most people say at some point: if this doesn't work out, I'm never trying again.
Here's the thing, though. I remember that moment. There's a lot that I don't, but that moment comes back to me often. And I think it's because I regret not sticking to it. I think it was a moment of honesty that I'd been convinced to brush off.
Instead, I made that relationship my first failed marriage. And after that, my next failed marriage.
They say that insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, expecting different results, but most people don't think that applies to relationships. For me, it should.
Because eventually, I found more happiness and a stronger sense of fulfillment when I stopped trying to make dating or relationships work for me.
As has been said before, I exhaled. I felt free. I felt at peace. I felt comfortable in my own skin. And I still do.
All journeys have their ups and downs and mine is no different. I won't pretend that I'm at peace every moment of every day. But I will say that, just as some might say their lives took a turn for the better when they walked down the aisle, mine got better when I embraced my single status as a permanent one.
Written in celebration of National Unmarried and Singles Week 2012. The fabulous Eleanor Wells is hosting a giveaway with prizes *almost* as fabulous as she is!