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Recently i turned Most of my girlfriends from University are married or slowly getting there. And according to my Facebook newsfeed: has been a very sexual active year since half my facebook friends recently got babies.
So what do single girls in their almost thirties do? They get reality checks. Cause somehow whenever a girl hits that 3. And the pressure of what is generally expected, weighs on me like an elephant on a mouse. Cause, seriously, what do i want from life? Do i want the perfect husband? The perfect family? Does that even exist? In my opinion, perfect husbands died with Clark Gable they are literally Gone with the Wind. And a perfect family? It just does not exist. It really does.
Perfection is boring. But then what do i get? Imperfect relationships? Intense acquaintances? Impossible situations? When i was only just in my twenties, impossible relations were okay. But the older i get, the more i get to know myself and the more i want to stay true to the person i am becoming. I think more before i act. My voice of reason usually speaks louder than my heart or desire.
I accept more and i accept less at the same time. Panic Attack. We live in an era where everything is blurred. On one hand we all want to feel free. This is understandable. A new challenge, a new project, a new job, a new person. Why should we commit to one person, when you can go on the internet and easily communicate with millions of people from all over the world.
Look at our phones: we have so many different apps to chat or to publicly display our life: whatsapp, facebook, imessage, email, instagram, facetime⦠Even a plain old text is getting out of fashion.