Adapted from a recent online discussion.
Happiness or Fear?
“Single” is not an affliction! Agh!
Old friend: “You’re just fooling yourself into believing you’re happy.”
You: “As long as I’m succeeding at it, I don’t see the problem.”
Not to get all rainy Tuesday on you, but, isn’t there an element of self-deceit to all contentment?
If you continue to be nagged by doubts about this, then put on your pretties and “get out more” — not because your friend said to, but as a challenge to yourself.
Either you’ll enjoy it, in which case you keep at it, or you’ll confirm the wisdom of staying in more, in which case you snuggle back into your happy status quo.
THAT'S IT! That’s what goes on my promotional material: “Shining a light on hard little kernels of existential fun since 1997.”
Beats admitting my sole claim to “stature” is that I’m crazy.
An eye-opening plug for eye-opening, thanks.
While also spinning plates, like this: bit.ly/WhoaNelly.
Where there’s fear, yes, but not everyone who opts out is scared. Not to mention that “out there” isn’t the only place to meet people, but that’s a whole other column.