Not Being Married
Last week at the airport, I was surrounded by couples traveling home with their screaming kids. As I turned up my Taylor Swift and flipped through a magazine, I reminded myself to be grateful for my solo travel life. I can’t wait to get married and have a family, but once that happens, there’s no turning back, so I'm thankful that I can go about my day without consulting anyone on anything or changing any diapers. But, every time I see a wedding or baby photo on Facebook, I can't help but feel a pang. When will it be my turn?
Last week, I hiked in L.A.'s Runyon Canyon. The hike is super steep, and the journey to the top is not for the weak. I was easily the biggest person doing the hike and when I got to the top, I was winded, but I felt great. On the other hand, there was a skinny girl who came up behind me and immediately vomited.
It hasn't been easy navigating the difficult NYC dating scene, and, at times, I've wanted to quit it altogether. Nobody likes getting rejected — yet it's a big part of dating for most of us. I used to have a huge wall up with guys, because I was absolutely terrified of being rejected. That kind of thinking only kept me isolated from the kinds of connections I was looking for. But, if one person doesn’t think I’m the bee’s knees, so what? That doesn’t mean there aren’t five others who will totally dig me.