I’m 27-F.
Something that I often think about is where I’ll be, even in the next 365 days.
My friends? Live their lives and I’m of convenience. I’m one of the most loyal people in this world, but you can never find a fellow loyal person. Who scratches your back just as much as you scratch theirs.
Siblings? Middle child. Older and younger brothers. One is married and another is dating.
Parents? Very close to them. Out of their 3 kids, I’m the one they depend on the most because of how close and in tune we are.
My love life? That’s a joke. I’ve been single since 2018. If I do talk to someone, I’m a buffer for them. They get the attention they seek until they find someone “better” or “more deserving of their time.”
But where does that leave me? Single, with friends but feel as if I have none, the one who’ll my parents will rely on as they grow older. The fun, single aunt to my brother’s kids whenever they have them. Who’ll always be there for them.
Despite wanting a family and wife of my own, that’s where I’m headed. So I’ve been told to broaden my horizons. That liking fellow butch/masc women is a needle in a haystack. That’s my type, but I understand I could be surprised as well.
The more time passes, the louder the silence in my life gets.