Reading my title you might think my sentiments on love are cynical, and honestly, you might me semi right. However, if you know me you know that I’m a lover of love. Never having ever been in love personally, I don’t really know what it’s like. I have ideas of what it’s like from Disney, romantic comedies, books I’ve read, and the list goes on. Yet, at the ripe age of 24, I’ve never actually been in love myself. I have probably loved guys, but the feeling wasn’t mutual. Yes, they probably cared, but like, in a, “if you were gonna die I would be there for you.”
I really don’t know where this post is going. I’m actually am just sitting here with my dog and cat watching one of my all-time favorite romantic comedies, “One Small Hitch,” and if you haven’t seen it, you need to go to Netflix RIGHT NOW and go watch it! It’s definitely one of those movies that didn’t make it to theaters or have any A-list actors or actresses in it, but it’s a fabulous movie! So, I don’t know if it’s the movie, the fact that my mom thinks I’m not going to find a guy, or that everyone I know is getting hitched or more accurately having a baby, but here I am reflecting on the sentiment of love, and quite honestly I kind of find it like bleh right now. Why is that you might ask?
Well, dear friends, one of those reasons is because I am a lover of love. I have loved it for as long as I can remember. You know that feeling you get every time you see Cinderella and the Prince reunite after the long search? Or, when Mr. Darcy is walking through that foggy field in the early morning to go tell Elizabeth how he really feels? That’s how I feel about love, but it’s not just that. It’s the fact that they went through so much together to get to that point. To that beautiful moment when they both realize that they are going to spend the rest of their lives together. The ending is not really the ending, but the beginning of a wonderful journey.
However, that world doesn’t really exist now, or really anymore. What’s left now is Tinder, Bumble, Hinge, Coffee Meets Bagel, etc., you choose your poison. If you don’t know what I mean, Google dating apps and you will see. Yes, there are some happy couples out there that have benefitted from these apps, but I wonder how many of them come from big cities and how many come from small towns. Cause I would like to know that study.
From my personal research, the pickings are slim. That’s not to say there aren’t great guys in the small town scene, but they are slim and they usually already have their pick. And, if you live in a small, southern town their picking is their high school sweetheart, a country gal, or a beauty queen. Yes, this is a stereotypical generalization of men in a small town, but until I see differently, the generalization still stands. Granted these girls could be the nicest on the planet cause of some of them are my greatest friends, but when you don’t look like ANY of these types you’re kind of at a loss when it comes to men. If I’m wrong, somebody please tell me, cause I would LOVE to be wrong.
Love just hasn’t been my strong points in life. I’ve been on dates and just haven’t felt that connection. One of these days I’ll be living in a bigger town. I wonder if Carrie Bradshaw lived in a small town what she would do. Cause goodness knows she lived in NYC, and had a much better chance at meeting men that weren’t married or already in a committed relationship. Anyways, if anything changes in my current love life I’ll probably have a different outlook on all this. Till then, I’ll be in a whirlwind of my love/hate relationship with love.
Till next time sweeties, XOXO