I’m a bit stuck, in almost every sense of the word – except physically.
I’m single, and have been so for WAY too long – I can’t even remember the last time I went on a date. #TeamSpinster
I don’t think there’s anything wrong with being single, but I’m at that stage in my life where half of my old friends are coupling off, moving in together, getting engaged, and spending less and less time with their friends; the other half are still in uni, getting crazy drunk on weekdays, and working in bars on the weekends. Unfortunately I no longer have anything in common with either of these groups. I’m 23, working full time, and more interested in going to dinner at a nice restaurant and heading home after than I am in an all-night boozing sesh. This means that I don’t go out with my friends, and I haven’t got a romantic partner to spend my time with, which means that I am #foreveralone. YAY LONELINESS
I’m not moving up or even sideways in my career – but believe me it’s not for a lack of trying! I actually went backwards in my career a year ago to get away from my ex-boss who was a true psychopath. I love my job now and the team I work with, but there’s no prospect of a promotion because the company isn’t in a position to give me one. I’m looking for a new gig, and have has a few amazing opportunities, but keep being guilted into staying by my boss. Don’t get me wrong, she is an incredible boss and I have so much respect and admiration for her and what she’s done for the company, but still… I need to move on.
I seem not to have any interests or hobbies. I stopped going to the gym (and gained 10 kilos, yay), stopped reading for fun regularly, stopped going out to the museums or to movies, and started living in my bed watching Will & Grace and RuPaul’s Drag Race on Stan. Riveting stuff, right?
So, that’s where my life is at. Depressed, bored, and alone.
I thought writing about it would make me feel better, but it really didn’t.