Apart from the myriad of reasons I put down to the pre-emptive guilt of having another human being having to cope with my mental health problems, there’s a biggie.
I’ve never been interested in having a relationship. I’d rather be free. Much like my Disney counterpart, I fear a cage. I like to be free, and do what I want, even if sometimes that means doing nothing.
I don’t even like dating.
I think the problem is, I rarely notice the attention. Or, when I do I just want to skip to the fun parts and leave all the hard work. On the odd occasion I do try to meet someone, I end up extremely nonplussed and just can’t be bothered.
Or perhaps I’m meeting people in the wrong places.
I think it comes down to I can’t be arsed.
Que sera, sera….
PS. Stop asking me why I’m single. I’m only 24 jeeeeeeez!