But what does that mean? In concrete reality, you have to actually like the idea of spending the rest of your life alone. No boyfriend or girlfriend. No dates. No bullshit. If that sounds kinda nice, then you’ve achieved something. Maybe you don’t have to love yourself, or like yourself, but you can get along with yourself just fine.
…to yourself that you’re in no shape to drive six hours for a date. Even for the man of your dreams. Our insatiable desire for connection drives us to hurt ourselves. But if you really want connection, you’ve got to put yourself first, even if it means giving up.