it’s tough out there . . .


Being single and trying to get out there is hard. The loneliness can be hard to deal with sometimes. It can be depressing, you feel like you’re at the bottom of a well, so far down the light doesn’t reach. You can see the light up there, you can hear the people laughing, and having a good time. But you can’t climb out and you get no response when you yell. And what’s worse is occasionally someone shines a flashlight down into the well, but when they don’t see what they are looking for, they leave without helping you out.
I think one of the problems with finding happiness in the dating world is the fact that everyone is looking up. If you use the scale that’s commonly used in dating, the 1-10 ratings, if you feel you warrant a 6, you don’t want to settle, you want a 7 or an 8. Fives want sixes, fours want fives, and so on. As I was thinking of this, I was inspired by a dark image, I wish I was artistic, so I could get this down, in the middle, is a mountain, but it’s boxy, it’s layered like a wedding cake, and on each layer is people standing, all looking up to the next layer, or the next layer, or the next. It’s a bleak picture, maybe a pencil drawing, but with some muted neutral colors. The sad part is, all the people in the picture could be happy, if they just lowered their gaze a bit and realize they are surrounded by people just like them. I guess it’s just natural to be drawn to others that are better than us. Everybody aspires for what’s better.

We all want to feel the warmth of being out of the well. But only a certain ladder will do . . .