I live in Sydney’s east with my two flatmates and my cat.(The crazy-cat-lady litmus test is that you know you’ve become one and you don’t care.) I’m in my late thirties.It is recommended reading for people who become ensnared in a similar type of unhappy, unfulfilled and torturous relationship pattern.What I found interesting about this book was the fact that it accurately portrayed a certain type of woman who sought psychotherapy with me over the years.
That may be true for younger people, but that isn’t always the case at this age, she says.
Many of the struggles that surround singleness are my struggles too: tossing up between living on my own (and being lonely and possibly broke) or living with flatmates (and regularly having to find and get used to new ones); turning up to things on my own all the time; feeling the unvoiced wonderings of friends, who think I’m too fussy, or gay, or weird; feeling surprised and disappointed that I’m not married by now, and wondering what’s wrong with me. However, I remain convinced that God’s word in the Bible is true, and I am determined to cling to it.
My life, my struggles, my circumstances have changed over the years, but God has not. So this is a plea to my dear Christian sisters who are single but would love to be married: don’t stop trusting God. Don’t let Satan get to you with his subtle lies, which come from all directions.
Because men have shorter lifespans, many older men are interested in having a potential caregiver or a “nurse with a purse.” They tend to marry quicker than older women, but it isn’t because older women can’t find a hubby; it’s because women are more likely to be looking for a short-term relationship or a companion, not a husband.
That isn’t true for my three girlfriends, but it’s true for me.