I am not sure if I have ever been in love. I though I had been quite a few times and have had three great loves. However if any of these were truly love, wouldn't they have lasted? It seems that all that is left to me being single at 34 and at least 100 pounds over weight and with a child, are the leftovers and throwbacks. Don't get me wrong I love my daughter with all my heart and would never trade for 1,000 Prince Charmings but guys are scared of kids and the" instant family" and added responsibility that comes with them.
When I graduated high school and then college, that's when the first round drafts were picked. They high school cheerleaders, jocks and prom queens were married and on their way to Happily Ever After. I wasn't ready for that as I had come into the dating came later in life then most, when I was in my early 20's. After college and new to the dating game, when I was still trying to find myself the second round started. I guess you could say I jumped the gun and hooked up with the wrong guy. While I did get my wonderful daughter out of it, I also made myself ineligible for the second round. So as I started my 30's, the rest of my friends began to get married and start their families. I already had my family and being single was in the no mans land of relationship status. Here I am now, almost 35, and about to be in my mid 30's and still no man in sight. I know it has to do with my weight and my unwillingness to accept less than the right one, but why should I. Do I have to accept less than the one, NO!
So, as I wait for the third round to begin, I have to wonder what is left. All I seem to run into these days are the lame, weirdos, mommas boys and playas that I am just not into. I hope that the one is still out there for me. Someone who missed the first and second rounds like me, not because they are undesirable, but do to circumstances beyond their control they weren't able to show up.
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