Do I sound like a hater? Maybe.
Now ask me if I care. I have never
enjoyed feeling left behind, and ever since I turned 29, my social media feeds
have been taken over by images of old friends jumping the broom. I feel like
everyone RSVPed for a party that I was not invited to and it is starting to get
under my skin! All this time I thought that your 20s were off limits for such
romantic commitments. Isn’t this the time that we are all supposed to be
working towards getting our financial and career ish together so that we can
one day, not today, get married to someone? Apparently I got my dates wrong,
because every girl I know, from genius to reformed ho, is posting either a
wedding pic or a picture of their engagement ring, on a well-manicured hand of
course.
Do I want to get married? I’m not
sure. I do know that I don’t want to wake up at 40 and be the last woman
standing, equipped with my degree, my own home, and a 50% off sign plastered across
my face. And I have heard all of the annoying Think Like a Man-esque advice for
singles out there. Be the one before you find the one. Like attracts like. Wear
skirts. Bake your self-respect at 350 degrees
for 20 minutes, I get it! Put positive energy into the air and wish upon a star
and congratulate those who are where you want to be. Watch me smile and roll my
eyes at the same time. I guess I will comment on my friend’s amazing
professional wedding photos, all the while wishing there was a dislike button.
