This morning on my way to school I started thinking of marriage and the one, mostly because I read this book yesterday - Tell Me Something Adele Parks - beautiful read.
Who is this 'the one' is this someone who you are so emotionally, sexually, physically, spritually in tune with, someone who is your all, someone who you can't live without, someone who you need.want.desire, someone who is there for you, someone who is your partner is everything???
is it possible that only one person in the entire world with its 6.77 billion population, to me that just sounds silly.
I think that we are somehow restricted to who we marry, the people we meet, the people we see, the people we grow up with, work with, go to school with, somehow one of them ends up being our wive's/hubby's. But are these people 'the one' or do we just settle for the next best thing.
What if you live somewhere in a jungle, in some place in Africa and your 'the one' is some muslim girl, in some middle eastern desert who has already been bethrowed to some alhaji?? how do you marry this 'the one'
I think this idiocity that everyone is chasing, hoping and praying for, that they find 'the one' who will automatically make their lives so much better is absolute rubbish.
Just like a lot of things to me its a myth.
I believe that we have control over who we date/marry..I understand when people say oh the have to be emotionally, sexually, physically, spritually in tune with whoever they marry, I get that because I feel the same way
What I don't believe in is 'the one' I don't believe that out of the billions of people on earth we only have one soulmate
I know exactly what I want in a man& i will never settle
If and when I get married it has to be because I have found someone perfect for me
I will not say I will be married forever, because there are no gurantees in life
He might fuck up.I might fuck up.We might grow apart&if we do, I am not afraid of a divorce
&if he was 'the one' what do I do??
He wouldn't be 'the one'.He would have been someone perfect for me.But he's gone.So I will get up, cry, get my shit together,and live without him again, because before him I did it without him.
I think I can make whoever I choose to be what I want. I don't think there is the one. I do think I can find someone perfect for me.and if he leaves.I can always find another someone perfect for me.
In eseence there is no the one, to me there are 'so many others'