Being a perennial single person, there are frequent times when I’d ask myself:
- Why is everyone else coupled up except for me?
- Is there something wrong with me?
- Why do I always meet people who are not available?
- Why do I not feel something for people who are available?
If I’m not careful, I can spiral into a deep depression as a result of all that self-doubt. That is why I have a mantra:
“I complete myself.”
To me, human love is an artificial construct. Contrary to social expectations, sappy rom-coms and commercials, I feel that it is not the key component of one’s happiness, nor is it the only way to attain happiness. Therefore, love does not complete me – I complete me.
If you accept the mantra, then when love actually comes, it is not a crutch, and it does not fill a void; it’s the wonderful thing that elevates you into an extraordinary place.