I'm rolling up on 30 and am happily single. It's a feeling of freedom that is unexplained.
I enjoy the company of others but I cherish my alone time more at this point in my life.
I was married and it was nothing to write home about. It was sometimes a convenience having the in-house and guaranteed companionship but I was more so anticipating to be alone than waiting on him to get home from work.
What I expected to happen in me never did, truly enjoying lifetime companionship.
As far as kids, meh. Kids are cute but it wouldn't be far to a child as I am VERY 'get up and go'. I'd be denying my children that opportunity to have childhood memories in one 'home/school/neighborhood' as I'm moving when an opportunity to grow professionally/financially presents itself.
I'm happy to say I can accept the selfish stage I'm in and mature enough to admit that pulling a child into my paradigm isn't fair.
I'm content with walking around the house butt naked and screwing someone's brains out then laying in bed alone. Judge if u must
Edited by oh_so_moody - Aug 10 2013 at 11:48am