This year marks the first year in a very long time where I'm not dreading Valentine's Day. I am not in a relationship because I haven't found anyone worthy of me. That's all. There's nothing wrong with me, I just haven't found my match yet.
Last week I was at a social event of a family member when an older male acquaintance suddenly turned to me and asked me why I didn't have a partner, and if I needed his help looking for someone as he wildly gestured at the crowd around us and looked at me with pity in his eyes. At first I felt SO embarrassed, but soon that embarrassment turned into pure rage and hatred towards him. How dare this old lunatic diminish my worth because of my relationship status? I got so mad, I told him to go F himself and told him we're not in the Middle Ages anymore. I got a bit dramatic and yelled at him that a woman does not need a partner to be worthy and that I felt sorry AF for his wife (because he treats her like shit).
I've decided to adopt this mentality for the rest of my life.
I have played the dating game: I downloaded the apps, made myself look presentable and desirable, had conversations, went on dates, (even laughed at jokes when they weren't funny and wore uncomfortable lingerie) and it just hasn't worked out yet. Perhaps it will, perhaps it won't, but overall I am so done with punishing myself over not succeeding in this particular area of life. I am so done with people being punished and made to feel less than others because they haven't found a partner.
So, if you are reading this and are in a similar situation to me, I hope you too find the grace to be kind to yourself. The most important relationship you will ever have is the relationship you have with yourself and I hope you treat yourself with the same kindness you bestow onto others. Happy Valentine's Day this Wednesday everyone! I am going to treat myself, and I suggest you all do the same.
We were at school together and I adored him for years. We briefly dated 20 years ago but both went separate ways. I gave up on hinge in November and said to myself, if it’s going to happen, it’ll happen. He’s funny, charismatic, good job, nice family, nice friends (I was at school with them!), good looking, thoughtful, confident… I’m seriously pinching myself. I feel like it’s my good karma for all the shitty dates and bfs I’ve had to go through! The boring men, the ‘I’m not feeling it but happy to shag you for a month’ men, the roid rage ones, the complete freak ones. I’ve had them all 
worst thing is i still kind of feel or know that he does but i do not have the time to hang around while an actual adult man tries to express emotions. i am worth, and deserve, way more than that. 
