Hello everyone,
As the title suggests, I have a love hate relationship... with relationships. Very peculiar indeed.
On one hand, I love love. Whether it’s romance books, movies, or series, I often find myself being sucked down that rabbit hole. There is one (perhaps odd?) necessity tho, those relationships/characters shouldn't be toxic. I don’t mind a playboy ML as long as there’s some healthy development in the dynamic.
It’s rather the same in real life. The only difference is that, since I’ve been single forever, I’d probably prefer someone in the same boat (i.e, someone without relationship-related baggage.) It’s mainly because I wouldn’t know how to relate to such experiences, and I’m not sure empathy alone would be enough in such situations. Also, I’m fairly confident that replying “that sucks” after hours of their life story wouldn't qualify as proper emotional support lol.
On the other hand, I've never really imagined myself with anyone, not even my crushes. Atp, I'm not sure if I should call them crushes, "fancies" seems more appropriate lol. Funnily enough, I do end up confessing sometimes, but only after I’ve either gotten over them or when I’m fairly certain they don’t perceive me the same way. So yes, it’s always in the past tense (very gentlewomanly of me, if you ask me :p) Their reactions don’t really hurt me because I’d have already mentally submitted my resignation from the situation and moved on to my next novel. If anything, I just find it amusing when they go out of their way to say "no" in all the possible variations.
Idk, it just doesn't make sense to me to be in a relationship at this unripe stage of life. I can manage myself quite well on my own. I’m sure having a partner adds a lot of happiness, and the right person might probably even change one's life but I’d like to think one should be in a position to reciprocate that energy, rather than merely being on the receiving end.
Again, I have imagined being married into some cool family tho. I'd like to believe that I don't carry much family trauma. My parents are fine with me, not so much with each other. Nothing too scandalous. I don’t really know how much that matters in the long stretch of providence. Does it?
Anyway, my doubt arises here. When my friends ask me why I don’t consider getting into a relationship and I explain all this, they just give me blank stares like I’ve started speaking an unknown language. Some not so close ones have even suggested it sounds like emotional unavailability. Is that truly the case, or am I simply being selectively prudent?
TL;DR: I love love in books and shows, but in real life, I’m happily(?) single. I confess to crushes only when I’m already over them, and honestly, relationships just don’t make much sense to me right now. Some friends think I’m emotionally unavailable… I’m not so sure about it.