Aaah, a new blog post and it hasn’t been a year? Then again, some time has passed, but here I am again. Today, Saturday is hitting hard. Don’t get me wrong, passing the entire day watching Netflix and occasionally doing some social media stalking has been fun. But, I have been doing that for all of my adult life. Most Saturday’s I don’t even think about it. But on this Saturday when people are having babies and others are moving in with their significant others, it’s been taking over my mind. Also on my mind, did that juice I spilled on my computer yesterday affect my space bar? Let me check still works, but it is a little harder to push.
I’m 26 and in Hispanic woman years, that’s a lot, especially when single. My mom really wants me to find some guy who will take care of me and give her some more grandchildren because the three my brother has given her are apparently not enough. I am unfortunately, not very normal and pretty bad at this thing people call social lives. I’ve heard social lives are pretty fun, I’ve also heard unicorns are pretty neat. I’m an introvert. A very big introvert, like, doesn’t see the sun on Saturdays unless I really need to introvert. Today I’ve received, two snap chats? I’ve had no messages, calls, or emails. I’m lying, my internet provider called me this morning; I needed to pay my account. And, I’m sure I have a lot of emails from companies who want me to buy their stuff. Saturday plans you ask? No. You’re probably thinking I’m being overly dramatic. I probably am. The thing is, I’m tired of people demanding that I put myself out there.
It’s annoying when I see my family and they ask when I’m getting married. I’ve already told them I’m probably not getting married, when will they accept it? I’m not ready to put myself out there! Nothing terrifies me more than being around people. I like staying home; I can wear pajamas and look crazy. I’m not good at talking to people, I don’t know how to dance, I can barely walk without injuring myself, and I’m very insecure. Yes, I’m on this “life journey” (cheesy much? Mmm, cheese.) of weight loss and change, but I don’t think my personality will change. By the way, I am still losing weight, yay! I know my weight has been a big reason for my being an introvert, but I think that even if was at my ideal weight, I would still be the same. I’m not a party girl, I like staying home. I don’t like going to places where there are a lot of people. Online shopping is the best form of shopping! I’m kind of tired of people telling me to come out of my shell. You know what people, stop being rude and asking that I leave my shell. I’m like a turtle, my shell is a part of me.
Yes, I would love to be that really interesting social butterfly that is just the right amount of charming, but I’m not. So, the single life continues, unless, someone decides to stalk me for a date, because that’s just how difficult I am. No, counseling will not help. I am not going to talk to a complete stranger about myself and pay them. Most days, I’m pretty resolved that this will be my life. I’ve even plotted to have children via insemination someday, because I do want kids. Some days I do beat myself up about being a loner, but most days I’m okay with it. If I find someone someday, then that’s great, but if I don’t, that’s also okay. Not everyone has another fish in the sea, so stop looking at your single friends and family members with pity! Stop trying to turn introverts into party animals! Life makes sense in the shell, so let me be me.
P.S. I actually own a turtle, see photo below. He likes to throws some sweet parties on Saturday’s.