When it Rains, it Pours.

What a start to this week. Papers, finals, work, refinancing my car for an awesome new rate... Then driving home today only to have my "Service Engine Soon" light pop up. When it rains, it pours.

Oh, and it is raining today, too. Go figure.

I once read this quote somewhere that I often have to remind myself to take to heart:

"I know God won't give me more than I can handle. I just wish He didn't trust me so much."

-Mother Teresa

How many of you ladies out there can relate to this sentiment?

I know that I can. Sometimes I feel like I have the entire weight of the world on my shoulders, get down, feel lonely, and then have to snap out of it by reminding myself that if it wasn't me going through these things that can feel so awful at times, then it might be someone else. And if it was someone else then that person might not be able to handle it. I may not want to handle situations at times but I always know that I will get by and make whatever it is I'm going through a memory, in time. In a weird series of thoughts, I am sometimes able to feel stronger through adversity because I know that I am strong enough to get through anything that comes my way... in time.

What really amazes me about this quote is the author: Mother Teresa. She was a single woman, just like us, changing the world with her strength and her wisdom of the world. She was only one individual woman but the world looked up to her. She influenced and inspired nations of people just by being herself and speaking her words. Amazing.

Proof that single women can make anything possible just by simply finding the strong, independent woman inside of them.

-A

Is Sex With an Ex Ever Really Just Sex?

We’ve all had those nights as single women. You know the ones. You’re lying in bed, your mind starts going places, and the next thing you know your ex-boyfriend is coming over because you asked texted him in a moment of weakness or you’re headed over to his place because you finally gave into his incessant requests.

Eh, it happens.

You’ve done what you both came to do, you’re lying there together, and then comes the awkward-after-sex “stay or go” debacle in your head. You want to stay together and cuddle because it’s familiar and feels nice at the moment… but then again, you can’t help remembering all of the things you want to do in the morning and, let’s face it, you kind of just want to be in your bed alone and not have to deal with him when you wake up. Plus, there’s that whole “HA, I showed him” power you feel by leaving. So, you go home. Or, if he’s at your place, you insinuate in a very polite way that you have a ton to do in the morning and need to go to bed, hoping that he gets the hint to leave.

Ah, you just had a booty call with your ex-boyfriend. No big deal, right? After all, it was just sex, right?

“Don’t Worry, You’ll Find Him One Day…”

Ahhh, give me a break! Are there any other single women out there who get tired of hearing women in relationships tell them to “not worry” about finding a man? It’s as if, because we are single, it’s just assumed that we are constantly worried about finding the right man for us.

Recently, after listening to a coworker tell me all about her boyfriend, I was shocked at the end of our conversation to see her face tilt to the side slightly and hear her tell me, “You’ll find someone too one day, don’t worry, he’s out there.” I was appalled by her statement. Literally, I laughed out loud at her statement because I was so shocked that she just “assumed” I was worried and that she felt the need to throw this little bit of encouragement my way.

Does the fact that I am single suddenly lead the world to believe that I am “worried” about meeting a guy or that I need the sympathy and “encouragement” of women in relationships to keep my head up? When did becoming single suddenly mean that I didn’t know what was good for me anymore or that I couldn’t just be happy with a “Do Not Disturb” sign on my heart for the time being?

Made With Raine??

Welcome to my blog everyone! I have an “about” section devoted to why this blog was created however I thought for my first blog post I would take a little time to explain my purpose and intent in a little more detail.  

A little about me- I am in my twenties, a female, and until about a year ago I had been with the same man for four years. We lived together, we went out together, and we were comfortable in the day-to-day life we had created together. I loved him and he loved me. Then, we broke up.

After we broke up, I moved out, and I found myself seeing another man regularly but refused to put any label on things. My ex and I still talked on occasion, keeping my mind constantly cluttered with emotions and letting those “What should I do?” and “What if…” thoughts consume me. I had stumbled from one long relationship into another one, despite my stubbornness to refer to it as a relationship.

In addition, my new roommates and I led completely different lifestyles. Basically, they weren’t in school and I was. They partied constantly and I didn’t. I loved them but I wasn’t able to focus on what was best for my own growth at the time. Because of this, I moved out and found an apartment with two good friends of mine in the area, one of which I had lived with before and who just so happened to have gone through a similar breakup as my own around the exact same time as myself.

After moving, I soon lost touch with both my ex-boyfriend (who recently moved halfway across the country), as well as the new guy who basically got tired of falling for someone he couldn’t “crack” as he so delicately worded it. 

For the first time in many, many years, I was completely and utterly alone… or so I thought.