Yeah, I’m Still Single. What’s It To You?

A rather annoying conversation began today when I ran into someone I haven’t seen since somewhere around 2002. I despise running into people I know when I’m trying to shop, always have. I mean, I’m trying to get my shopping done. I don’t have all day. Of course, now it’s because I have a chronic illness and I have to get done quickly so I can get home to rest, but a decade ago I just had other things to do than stand there and chit-chat in a store where my conversation isn’t private.

After the normal conversation starters like, hello and how are you, this woman I had run into asked me if I was in a car accident, why I was using a scooter, what happened, what does my doctor say…you know, the same ol’ same ol’. After giving her to-the-point answers, she followed me as I tried to get away from her. She asked, “Are you married yet or still single?” I said, “I’m happily single, thank you.” I thought her eyes would bug out of her head. “Oh my God. Are you serious? You’re still single?” I said, “Yeah, so?” She went on to talk about how God intended us to marry and bear children. Yadda, yadda. I said, “Honey, I didn’t need to be married to the asshole I was with in order to have children! I have 2 if you recall and now I have 4 beautiful grandchildren.” I was trying to shift the conversation to the blessing of having kids and grandkids. It wasn’t working. She said, “You should have been married!” Seriously. I could not believe she said that.

That’s when I decided if I wanted to get the hell out of Walmart, then I’d better be rude and put her in her place. I never liked her anyway.

“I’m still single. What’s it to you?” She didn’t know what to say. “There is nothing wrong with being single,” I told her. “I don’t have a man telling me what to do or expecting me to do this, that or the other.” Her mouth fell open at this point. I continued, “I am very happily single. I get to do whatever the hell it is I want to do. I don’t have to consult with anyone. I don’t have to worry about some man’s baggage because all the baggage I want to carry is my own.” She started to speak, most likely something ignorant or condescending. I cut her off, “I am not one of those women who base their self-worth on whether or not they have a man in their life. Besides, I’ve not met a single soul out here in your precious Ozarks that even remotely interests me.” I could have (should have) quoted my friend, Veronica, who would have thrown a few colorful adjectives in there about ‘knuckle-dragging, inbred assholes’ but I didn’t. Instead, I added, “Was there anything else you’d like to know about my private life?” She just hmmph’d under her breath and walked away disgusted. Good, I thought, I won’t have to deal with you again.

I have chosen to remain single because I like it that way! What the hell is it to anyone how I decide to live my life? I do not need a man to define me. I know who I am and I fought long and hard after my 12-year relationship with CP to regain my self-confidence. It’s no one else’s business how I have chosen to live my life. If I had met someone and a relationship developed, then that would have been fine, but I was not nor will I ever be, actively looking for someone just for the sake of being with someone! I’m not that desperate! 

7 thoughts on “Yeah, I’m Still Single. What’s It To You?

  1. YOU GO GIRL!!! Isn’t it annoying a fuck when you run into those stupid people? And they are mostly women for some reason, I too have come across a few people from my past that have asked me the same question. And the answer I give is, I refuse to settle and I never will after everything I’ve gone through with a Lestat and my dumb ex-husband!

    Usually these women have low self esteem, can’t do anything on their own, or have just plain resigned to stay with any man who will support them because they don’t want to work for anything themselves. With that said, there isn’t ANYTHING that any man can give I can’t get for myself! ANYTHING, lol 😎😁😆😝😈

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