A friend of mine posted this article on Facebook, and there is a lot in there I can relate to. I've lived the majority of my life as a single person. I also live alone and have since 1995. I like living alone. I like only having myself to answer to. I'm proud of the fact that I have a good career, own my own home, and am able to pursue my hobbies and interests with relative ease. I am a strong, independent person that knows how to take care of herself. Am I lonely? Sometimes. Do I regret choosing to remain single for so long? Sometimes. Sometimes I wish I had a 'cushion' to rely on in times of need. If I get sick or lose my job, I'm screwed. I have some savings, but not enough to live off of for very long. Sometimes it would be nice to come home to find the house clean or dinner started or just simply get a nice hug. (I know...wouldn't we all? ) When I'm sick, it would be nice to have someone to heat up some soup and bring me a blanket. But overall, I'm content with and have made peace with my life choices. I've experienced some of the societal stigma that's still attached with being perpetually single, but I've learned how to brush it off and it doesn't bother me like it used to. Well, sometimes it does, but we all have moments of weakness.
http://www.theatlantic.com/entertainment/archive/2016/07/what-does-it-really-mean-to-be-single/489701/?utm_source=atlfb