Are you single? Cool, welcome to the club (I’m three years and goin’ strong!). Like me, you probably straddle the line between hating your single status and not minding it. You probably also have those moments where you think: What is wrong with me?
Afterall, I’m a pretty great catch. I have a career I’ve worked 11 years to create, I’m in good shape, I’m educated, I’m well-traveled, I have a loving, thoughtful heart, I can hold my own in a conversation and at times, I’m wittier than I give myself credit for and I’m rather confident in my bedroom abilities.
And yet, YET, I’m still single. I’m still sitting in a New York cafe, writing this piece, wishing and hoping that some wonderful man will burst through the doors and profess his love for me.
I’m no dating expert – or else, DUH, I would have figured out why I’m still single already – but in the past few months, through conversations with my friends and yes, actual dating experts, I think I’ve finally figured out why I’m flying solo:
I keep saying that men suck…
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