I’m not going to lie, being single has its down moments, like everything else. You want someone to cuddle with when you’re lonely. You want someone to text you, just to say they were thinking about you. Who doesn’t want someone to do the cute twosome stuff with?
Being a virgin is awkward. I didn’t necessarily choose to be one, it’s just the way it is. I’m just not the type of person to go have sex with strangers. And since I’ve lived in two of the most country places, no one is knocking down my door wanting to rock my world. And I’m completely okay with that.
I remind myself that I am young and on the verge of my life. At this stage of my life, I can justify being picky and having high standards. I also think I might be more in love with having fun with my friends, than actually being in love.
Being only 22 means that I have so many chances to travel. Not being attached to someone and with minimal responsibilities, I can go to Paris, Australia, or anywhere I damn well please, because I’m single!
This is when I start screaming Natasha Bedingfield’s song right now.
Another reason why I’m completely okay with being a single virgin is that I don’t need the distraction of sex or a relationship. Post-grad life consist of me focusing on my career(or lack of). That’s it. Money is my motivation right now. If I could have sex with money, to make more money, I would.
Being broke is not attractive. I wouldn’t even want to date me right now. Why would I expect someone else too?
When I do decide to have sex or be in a relationship, I want it to be something special. And I know that it will be, because this millennial has ambition and goals. And no boy is taking those away.
