Perfexion
Well-Known Member
I used to have a pretty fabulous single life. I had a network of friends that I saw on a regular basis, I went out to restaurants and lounges weekly, I was always meeting new people and I traveled as often as work permitted. I dated a lot but it was never anything serious, which was okay because it gave me ample time to focus on myself and my career. I had a few friends with benefits so I colored as often as I wanted to with no commitments. I don't know why, like so many other single women out there, I thought something was missing in my life. Last year I reconnected with my high school sweetheart, the man that I have literally been pining after for the past 15 years. We immediately picked up where we left off in high school, even though we are both divorced now. We moved in together after only a few months of dating, got pregnant then got married. It was this intense whirlwind love that only exists in romantic comedies. We bought a townhouse (well I bought a townhouse for us) and we now have a three month old daughter together. I should be happy but I'm not. I miss my single life. I rushed into a marriage because I had actually convinced myself that being single was the worst thing in the world. Maybe I watch too much Single Ladies/Sex and the City reruns or maybe I read too many romantic novels, but in my mind this was how my love life was supposed to play out. I did everything by the books; I didn't play any mind games, I was independent but I still made him feel like a king and I was the perfect *****/nice girl hybrid and it all worked beautifully! In my mind, all the failed relationships with all the losers and bums and all the one night stands were supposed to end with me reconnecting with my first love. I never stopped to think, "What happens after the happily ever after?" I just wanted to let the single women out there know that the grass is always greener on the other side. I thought being single was bad because I was lonely without a man. I'm even lonelier now as a married woman because I miss my carefree single girl life. And don't get me wrong, I'm very much in love with my husband. I just loved him more when he was my boyfriend and I could leave him for the weekend and jet off to Vegas with my girlfriends, if that makes sense. Am I the only married woman who feels this way?