A letter from Jun 11th, 2021

Dear FutureMe, Hey girl. waddup. So I'm at work (ICSL) and I had some kind of epiphany. I'm genuinely, truly happy about being single. A Drake lyric comes to mind: "Married in our 20s, now, where the fun in that?" Like. Truly. Besides ***, there is nothing I want from man right now. I don't want children, not now (or ever, quite likely) and I love my own company and space. Any man is going to mess up my house and aggravate me. The worst part is he is probably not going to be aware that he's aggravating me. Anyways, just a thought I wanted to share with you. Maybe by the time you get this you may feel differently but right now? Friday June 11, 2021 at 10:40am? I'm good. Not saying I don't need one or I'm never going to be interested in a relationship but why pine? Right now, the pickings are slim anyway so what's the point in waiting around and being depressed about the lack of action? Just live your life girl. Save your money (you're doing well so far), pay that mortgage, buy that car. Just do you until some smelly, annoying man that you eventually learn to tolerate shows up. And my biggest fear of all is making the wrong choice. Idk how I would live with myself (probably would stop after awhile tbh). So I'm just gonna relax and take it easy, cuz that's additional stress i don't need. And yuh know mi cya manage stress. In the meantime, I am swamped with work, studying for ACCA, and taking care of myself and my family. I don't even have the time to talk to regular non-committal friends. Where I going find time to talk to someone who expects round the clock attention? 🤷🏽‍♀️ OK then! Let me get back to the people dem work... See ya! ❤