…just kidding [kind of]. I used to think that something must be wrong with me for never pursuing or prioritizing a more traditional life. Not that I necessarily wanted it, but that the lack of desire made me damaged, broken, a societal leper of sorts. I was told that I would regret it. Not getting married, Not having children. Not... settling. That as time goes on that my life would feel empty and purposeless. If I am being fair to myself and honest with you - this is a door I have always left cracked open but without the lights on. That if one day the perfect opportunity presents its self - I don’t ever want to say that that life would never be for me. But right now (and possibly forever), I am enjoying all of the things that this unmarried woman, with no husband or kids or home to take care of is filling her idle time with.
