Those people who write about being single are annoying.
They are either super happy with being single [and make you feel guilty for the days that you don’t feel equally super happy] or they complain about being single [and that always makes me roll my eyes in annoyance].
I didn’t want to be annoying.
But on a deeper level, I didn’t want to write about something that was so. stinking. personal.
Because when you desire to be married, pray and believe that God hears you, and then buzz by your 31st birthday still single, that junk is personal.
The writer approaches her single life as a Christian woman who deeply wants her unanswered prayer of getting married to be heard by God. She writes about being in an unwanted season of her life and being unsure how to cope. I can relate: I am still learning how to have authentic relationships, show up for my friends and myself, be gentle and kind to myself so I can share that with others…let alone becoming emblematic of happy single people. (As some of you have probably guessed, I embody the Single more than the Happy most of the time!)
It’s not my job to be the poster child of Single Christian Girls.
I don’t know everything there is to know about how to handle this season – friendships with boys, sex, boundaries, roles, career pursuits, all of that stuff. I am not here to claim ultimate wisdom on how to do this.
[And seriously, those poster people are the annoying ones I already told you about. I really don’t want to be annoying.]
I thought you’d enjoy that perspective. I know that y’all will tell me if I get to be one of those annoying people. I’m really trying to avoid that.