But this idea that you can have a child first and a husband later, as if these periods of time are fungible, is completely flawed. It is almost impossible have the time to date as a single parent, and children are so consuming you are very unlikely to find anyone, especially if you already hadn't found someone. People don't get that these things are foundational to each other in a pyramid not interchangeable blocks in the toy train. |
| When my bio clock was ticking big time, and I set my sights and energy on getting a baby. Finally adopted a newborn at age 46. We are soooo happy!! |
Are you speaking from personal experience here? Or just uncomfortable with someone else's life choices? Because I know plenty of women who have done this and ended up quite happy. |
| At 52. I wasn’t a big dater in my younger years. As I got older I wanted a relationship and hopefully marriage. Tried dating, apps, etc. Dating is a sh*t show, I don’t have the patience for players, lies, worrying if they’re going to call or not. So, I threw in the towel. If it happens, it happens but I’m not actively looking for it. |
| I’m 45. I have no interest. I was married in my 20’s and early 30’s and raised two kids alone, they are now teens. I might have gotten married again when they were little and done the whole blended family thing but now marriage just doesn’t seem like it’s something I’m drawn to. Companionship, sure but I don’t think I’d marry again. My first husband made such a mockery of what marriage is that I have no desire to give another important relationship that label. |
This was me, too, and then I realized what I was doing: I never smiled at men who looked at me! I think it was a protective defense mechanism that I didn't realize I was employing even in social situations! |
I’ve dated but they never said I’m beautiful. They weren’t attractive either so no hurt feelings over that. I just recognize my limitations. I guess I haven’t given up, but I am not counting on being married someday and am planning my life (particularly my finances) with the expectation that I’ll remain single. |
Every person has major flaws. Every person has insecurities. I would rather date someone who is open about their issues than a phony. |
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I gave up at 36. I kind of always knew I would be single forever-- I barely dated in high school or college (being an ethnic minority at overwhelmingly white schools didn't help). I always planned on trying to have kids by myself if I was 35 and still single, but didn't have a great job at 35, so postponed that plan. Dated another loser briefly just before I turned 36, and he stopped even trying to have sex with me after a month, and then got me exactly nothing for my birthday, but wouldn't break up with me. It really did a number on my self esteem. I decided that I would prefer being alone to settling for crumbs of affection from guys who just weren't that into me. In my entire life, I've never dated anyone for more than a couple of months, and it always felt like I had to tolerate a lot of BS behavior without getting much in return.
Now I'm a single mom by choice in my 40s, and I'm pretty happy. There aren't a lot of great guys out there at this age, and I don't really want to put in the huge effort to try to find one against the odds. |
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I know 2 ugly women who have been happily married for 25-30 years.
One is always 30lbs overweight and does not have a pretty face. But she is an awesome person—funny, smart, positive. And her husband is super cute. The other is probably at least 100lbs overweight, but has amazing confidence. And also a great person. I don’t think it’s looks as much as your attitude about it. |
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| I can't pinpoint a time when I gave up, but I went from never having dated or kissed anyone at all in high school and college to making up for lost time by having really low standards in my 20s. I assumed I would meet the right person eventually so never stressed about being single. A big factor was that I never wanted to have kids, so no biological clock. Now I'm 40, realize I never did meet anyone worth legally binding myself to, and can't imagine changing my life to conform to someone else's needs. The biggest problem is other people who are convinced I'm secretly miserable and pining away deep inside, and who helpfully offer unsolicited advice about how I need to put myself out there more. |