I’m 26 years old. I’ve never been in a serious relationship. I’m single.
I’ve had a love-hate relationship with my singleness. As most people do I think.
I want to be in a relationship. I want to be with someone, to get married, to have children. I want to have a person in my life who knows me, who loves me, who challenges me, who complements me.
But I enjoy being single. Being with myself. Answering to no one but me. Life on my terms.
I’ve believed, and still do, that part of the reason I have remained single is to work on myself. To be happy with myself. To be content with myself. To know who I am, and to be who I am with God.
And I’ve done that. I know who I am. I am closer to God then I ever have been. And I am content with my life. Even while wanting more.
But here’s the thing, I do want more.
But where do you find it?
I love my church, nearly everything about it. But the one downside is there are very few single people (male or female). So I’m not finding a relationship there.
My friends don’t have a lot of single friends. And if they do, they probably don’t share my religious beliefs which would be a deal breaker.
I’m not going to bars, I don’t talk to random strangers at the coffee shop, I’m not part of any clubs or groups.
So where does that leave me?
Well, in this world of online living, I guess that leaves online dating.
So I did it.
And now I am nervous about it. This is an intentional decision to date. To change my life. To be vulnerable. To open up. To have a relationship.
And maybe that’s what I want. In fact it is what I want.
But the choice is scarey.
It’s a leap of faith.
I’m not even sure I know what I’m looking for in a relationship. In a partner.
Maybe this won’t work. Maybe it will just be another learning experience. Maybe st the end of it I will be in the same place I am now.
Or maybe not.
Either way, I won’t know until I try.
So here goes nothing.
Read, set, date.