Be happy alone. Then find someone else to be happy with.

I met this guy in a beer garden the other night, who was a friend of a friend of a friend, and we hit it off well and he told the friend of a friend that i was cute, or so she said (just like in 5th grade), but as the night grew he got progressively drunk, i got progressively sober, he got stoned, and suddenly he got boring to me, and the sequins on my bag got super-interesting to him. i decided i was happier alone, and went home.

is this was this goal is all about? getting so bored with guys you’d rather be on your own? lol!

I met this guy who is a friend of my sister’s boyfriend. He kinda flirted with me ever though he was about to go on a date with someone else, and is now back in london, hoping to move back here to new york. i probably wouldn’t have thought twice about him if it wasn’t for the fact that he excited my ego by showing such interest in me, but at the same time, that ego is fragile and doesn’t want to be crushed by him, so i am trying to be weary and not get involved emotionally, but i find myself thinking about him, and i just sent him an email. is this a normal reaction? or should i just be telling him to ** off and not give it a second thought? I feel a bit angry at him for doing this to me.

Does it count as being happy alone if you have a close male friend who is also your ex who you rely on for emotional support? We’re technically not dating, but I know I could call him at 3am if I needed a shoulder to cry on.

why? because people say it glibly without really thinking about how you do it, or how hard it is. It’s one of those motherhood statements that nobody can counter because it’s too fashionable an idea at the moment for anybody to speak against.

In one of my history classes we were reading this letter that a seafaring merchant wrote to his wife back home in another country in the 11th century. He had been away a few years and she wanted a divorce and he missed her terribly and was really upset. If people have been like this since the 11th century, why do we think we are any better now, that we can live on our own without any emotional support from other people?

Of course it would be good to be able to do this, but I am not convinced that it is realistic for everyone at every time. I haven’t heard any real ways of achieving this from anyone, only psychobabble.

Sorry if I sound rude or angry, but this is heavy stuff for me.

Sometimes I just think that some of us weren’t meant to be happy alone. I’ll leave it on my list, because I would at least like to find out if this is possible for me, but I’m not totally convinced that it is.

I was happy alone as a child, but I must say that no matter how satisfied I can be alone, I always feel like something is missing when I am single.

It has been a bit different this time because my ex has been such a good friend to me that I don’t miss him quite so much as if he just pissed off on me. Even though he has a new gf.