I’m not single. I’m not taken. I’m simply on reserve for the one who deserves my heart.”  ~ Unknown

I’m not bitter or spiteful but seriously—I’m just going to start dating myself.

It’s not that I can’t find a date, but I don’t want to date just anyone.

The biggest problem is that I am happy just doing my own thing.

As true as this is though, I would welcome a man coming in and turning my world upside down and telling me once and for all how it was going to be played.

But no one is doing that right now, so rather than just wait around for a date, I’m going to live it up instead.

I am done with accepting less than what I want and deserve—and fortunately my bullsh*t radar is sensitive and I can spot the players and narcissists a mile away.

I can tell the difference in a man’s gaze and whether he is just after the curves of my body, or if it’s the bends in the road of my mind that he desires to traverse the most.

I know whether I am valued or just desired—and while I don’t want perfection or riches—I do need a man to be on his own game before he steps to me.

Because the thing is, I know that I am kind of a catch—and while the superficial doesn’t impress me—confidence and authenticity do.

That is why I have decided to just date myself.

I enjoy long evenings by myself, roaming through the market, stopping and smelling ripe fruits and planning meals that excite and delight my senses.

I love turning up the music in my house as loud as I want, and with an intoxicating sway in my hips I lick the delicious spices from my fingers while I cook—smiling simply because I am happy.

I don’t need someone to take me out and spend money on me to make me feel loved and until a man comes along who will be content watching me dance barefoot in the kitchen while I cook for us, I’m happy living a life I love.

I don’t need a man to take me out to a movie just so I am not alone.

The truth of it is—I rather like my own living room and my own company.

Because I’ve realized there is a big difference between being alone and being lonely.

I am alone.

I am single, and while I want a man in my life and know that in many ways I need one as well—I’m not lonely.

I have an amazing career, friends that never cease to amaze me with their love and support and a family who always has my back—but most importantly, I love myself too.

I’m not self-centered or self-absorbed saying this, but healthy.

Because if we haven’t fallen in love with ourselves—then how can we ever expect anyone else to?

I love my own company just fine—but more than that, I know myself.

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About The Author

Kate Rose
Kate Rose is an artist, free thinker, lover, writer, passionate yogi, teacher, mother, rule breaker and rebel. She can usually be found walking barefoot in the moonlight between worlds with the dreams of stars still hanging in her hair while swaying her hips to the music of life; smelling of sweet bourbon and honeysuckle. She lives for adventure and wakes each morning with the excitement of a new day waiting to unfold at her feet.

20 COMMENTS

  1. So agree. After forcing myself to go on many dates because it's what we are supposed to do and even pushing through relationships that never really worked it's clear to me that they are supposed to be something special. So until I find someone who thinks I am as perfect as my dogs do, I'm out. It's just not worth my time and I'm not looking either. True love is definitely out there which is why we have to wait for it rather than block it by choosing the wrong people.