My Own Best Companion

I recently broke things off with a guy after dating about 10 months. The deal breaker, no fault to him, was I realized I was looking for more than a simple companion. I wanted a partner.

Initially, I went back into the dating game so I can find someone to hang out with and snuggle with afterward. I mean, it’s nice to have a warm body to eat dinner with, watch TV with and laugh over silly things. However, I found myself wanting more, needing more.

I realized I need someone who can stimulate me mentally, where we can have lively philosophical conversations without making me feel dumb but more curious. Besides having similar morals and values, I need someone who has similar short- and long-term goals—and a desire to achieve them in a thoughtful manner together. Most importantly, I need someone who I am comfortable—and trust—with my vulnerabilities.

Planning a solo trip to Paris in the Spring!
Right now in my life, I don’t have any intention on getting married again. (I’m still paying for the last one—literally!) However, that doesn’t mean I should devoid myself of a meaningful relationship—regardless of our legal status or even the length of time. After all, as my girl friends and I have discussed over glasses of wine (or perhaps, tequila), the quality of a relationship is about how deeply an individual has touched our souls.

Until that partner, my unicorn, crosses path, I rather be my own best companion than settle. After all, life is too short!

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