My dating life has gone through a radical change.
I used to date Christians only. They had to be super spiritual, really love Jesus and read the Bible a lot. Past that, I don’t know if I considered much else.
Now, I date men who are not religious, respect me as a woman, and can handle a saucy woman. Sauc-y!
When I was still into uber Christian men, the only thing I wanted to do was walk down the aisle and pop out some little chickadees of my own. Maybe decorate my house, too. Oh, and collect tea cups.
I never gave myself the time to discover my own hobbies, my likes and dislikes, if I liked fried eggs or boiled eggs or poached eggs. (Notting Hill reference, )
I was waiting. A Lady in Waiting, as a book I once read called it. One of those women who was waiting for my Prince Charming to come sweep me off my feet and solve all my problems and take away my loneliness. Waiting for a spouse to COMPLETE MY LIFE.
Until I found my spouse, there was nothing worth living for.
Eventually, I decided that was unrealistic, kind of co-dependent and desperate.
I had to become the tYpE of person who
a) was happy and <3 in love <3 with MYself
b) solved my own problems
c) resolved my own feelings of loneliness by creating hobbies, other friends and things that would keep my active mind going.