“Taking a hiatus from dating, actually.”
He wasn’t my type, but he was unquestionably cute. So I was glad I had a good excuse in my back pocket when he asked if I was single this afternoon.
People trying to avoid the wrong kind of attention — BEST. LINE. EVER.
With the added bonus of it being true.
So when he asked the follow-up, sympathetic question, “bad breakup?” I didn’t want to sound as neurotic as I probably am by answering truthfully, “more like a series of bad breakups preceded by a series of mediocre relationships.” I just said, “Uh huh.” (So was he. Turned out he was still married. See–that would not have come up so quickly if I had expressed any interest. WHEW.)
I’m spending this autumn doing a little spiritual reflection and mourning of my singleness.
I’ve had a few relationships of over a few months in the past 15 years, but not more than a few. And lots of people have had lots to say about it:
- I’m too picky. (They generally don’t say that if they’ve met any of the men I’ve dated. I tend to be open to the possibilities of love from the most unusual sources.)
- I waste too much time on subpar prospects and spend time with people who aren’t likely to be good long-term matches.
- I try too hard. (Sometimes this is true–I treat online dating like an exercise regime, investing large quantities of time into what amounts to a handful of dates with those very unusual sources, whom I date about a month longer than I probably should.)
- I don’t put enough intention into it. (Sometimes this is true–I treat online dating like an exercise regime, and opt to read a book in the bath every night for a month instead.)
- I put too much time into work.
- I’m too busy socializing with friends who won’t lead to partners.
- I should stop spending all my time being consumed by men and actually focus my energies on something that matters. (This last one was directed at me right after a breakup and period of self-doubt by an old friend; it felt so unsympathetic and mean that it took me about 3 years to realize his might be the most useful advice on the list. Still mean, but probably true.)
I’m going to be spending some time reflecting on what advice is true, since much of it is internally contradictory. But my plan is to spend up through Thanksgiving also doing some real prayer work around my singleness.
The reason is that while I’ve dedicated my life to God, I’ve been kinda pissed with him on and off for about 15 years, too. My conversation with God since entering seminary, periodically during long single spells and after yet another failed attempt at making a mediocre relationship be good, has gone like this:
Me: You know, I had no qualms whatsoever about giving my life over to you, at some cost to myself. But I always thought you would make sure I didn’t have to do it alone.
God: Who promised you fair? How many of the people you serve have it better than you?
God sounds annoyingly like my mother would if I had this conversation with her, which is why I don’t. I suspect God might be Scottish, though.
Thanks to some really valuable conversation with some really valuable friends, I’m realizing that I don’t have to give up on the possibility of a lifetime partner or a romantic relationship, but I do have to find some reconciliation to my current reality. It might not change, and in my theology, God doesn’t owe me a life partner just because I responded to God’s call. It could be worse: God stuck the prophet Jeremiah with a horrible wife just so Jeremiah could be a living example of how horribly Israel was treating God. So maybe I should stop nudging God, lest I end up with a husband who bears a striking resemblance to the alcoholic ex-boyfriend who cheated on me for the six months of our monogamous relationship and sends me annual text messages about how I am going to die alone. Perhaps I should be doing a little thanking God for delivering me instead.
Seriously, though, many of us grew up with a sense that our life would look a certain way, and my life hasn’t ended up looking like that. And it does make me sad. But it also makes me a little bitter, and most of who I am loves life and is filled with joy. I don’t want that bitterness creeping in and taking over.
Additionally, society works in a million ways to remind single people that there is something wrong with us, and I want to learn how to set down that burden.
And so I’m going to do some grieving this season, some mourning, some reconciling with God so I can let go of the blame I have placed on God (and maybe some of the blame I regularly place on both myself and the men with whom it doesn’t work out or never starts). And I hope to get some help from friends in evaluating where I have gone wrong in my dating life, since it probably impacts my platonic relationships, too.
I’m going to spend some time in the woods, some time appreciating the many loving relationships I do have in my life, and seeing if I can find something good and inspiring in envisioning a life of single-but-fulfilled. I’m going to work on the spiritual practice of non-attachment so that the social digs every single woman experiences don’t hurt quite so much.
I’m going to see if I can genuinely figure out how to come to terms with the fact that I really miss having one dedicated person to share at the end of the day my mundane joys and frustrations, and find another way to get that emotional need met or learn to live with it not really being met.
So I’m asking you to pray with me, to be my friend, to be compassionate and open and maybe a little reflective with me about my life patterns so I can create a better, not bitter, future for me and my community.
And I will do my best to honor this season so that when a non-attached, not bitter or anxious, in-better-relationship-with-God-and-self Sandhya emerges, I will enter my 39th year bringing a better me to all of my relationships, whether any of those relationships are romantic or not.
But I might still use that excuse when I get hit on. “Taking a hiatus from dating.” That worked SO WELL. And it avoided me ending up unintentionally going on a date with a married man.
Like I said, I’m not as picky as some of my friends think I am.
5 thoughts on “Forgiving God and coming to terms with singleness…day 10”
You are totally dealing with what’s so right now. And you haven’t ruled out the devoted life partner you may still have. I applaud you for taking time to reflect and being okay with where you are. To me you are a wonderful person who is up to big things, with a generous spirit and lots to give!! Thanks for your courage and thanks for sharing! My love and prayers are with you as you go through this experience.
Thanks so much, Betsy! I so appreciate your support and love! And I love you, too!
It is very hard to come to terms with our Singleness, especially for us men.
With so many women today that are very high maintenance, independent, selfish, spoiled, and very greedy, is a very good reason as to why many of us good men are still single today as i speak which it certainly wasn’t our fault to begin with. And so many women nowadays want the best which they won’t settle for less.
Ron, I’m not sure you read this whole series very carefully. That notwithstanding, you sound like a very hurt man, and I understand that as a woman thinks of herself as a generally decent person who has felt hurt by more than a few men. But brother, unless you don’t think very much of yourself, you should want a woman who won’t settle for less than the best. And I would invite you to reflect on what it would feel like to come to terms with the fact that you might not find a woman who values you for the exceptional man you see yourself to be without carrying bitterness towards all women as a result. (I crowdsourced this before posting my response, but most of the suggestions I got on how to respond to this comment were really unkind, so I did my best to speak compassionately and from the heart here.)