Anyone quite happy to not be in a relationship?

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Anyone else feel that they're quite content to not be in a relationship, and actually enjoy not having to make all the compromises having a partner brings?

Just the thought of entering another relationship these days is enough to make me come over all exhausted and need a long lie down with a good podcast

I’m autistic and for that reason I seem to be a sitting duck for the worlds narcissists and psychopaths. I don’t mind being alone. The only issue for me is that I like sex.

lottieandmia22 - I'm sorry to hear that you've had to deal with those kinds of people. I must admit, I've had a couple of narcissists and wonder what it is about me. I think I'm too lovely

Actually, I am a good listener, quite polite, and that probably gives people the impression that I'm 'soft' and then before I know it, I'm in the middle of something thinking "what the fuck??"

I'm naturally more of a listener than a talker, part of that stems also from not being particularly confident, and having had so many experiences of people interrupting me and not seemingly interested in me. Not having a 'voice'. Now, I'd rather keep myself to myself than waste my energy and good will on people who won't return the favour.

I'm so happy in my own with dc. I do think relationships are all so often just a big "con" and even the women I know who are in "successful" relationships, they are clearly only "successful" down to massive sacrifices, compromises and huge amounts of work put in by the women. It's all seems grossly unfair and one sided - it is frankly pointless to me.
Rebecca - yes to all of this! I find it amazing when friends who moan constantly about their husbands ask me whether I'd like to meet someone. I wish we could come away from this belief that being in a relationship is the norm and living alone/ alone with DC is undesirable. I am so much happier on my own and believe my DC are happier too. It means money can be right sometimes, but has made me work harder and be more resourceful. DC don't go without but they're not spoiled either. I really couldn't be happier and can't imagine ever living with a man again.

Also, weeing on the seat. Why? How does it happen? Don't they SEE the wee? If their aim is poor, why don't they clean up their spillages?

I'm relatively happy being single but I miss sex so much.
Married at 28. Sexless marriage for best part of 11 years before throwing the towel in.

Two years later I am still sexless and definitely not shaggable. Wouldn't know where to start to find a fuck buddy.

Don't know if the lack of sex colours my view on being single. Argghhh!!

Mememe it's weird, I actually don't miss it at all. I used to love sex, but now I just think it's boring. I'd much prefer to read my book!

My DH died in 2011. I have been in 2 relationships since then and ended both. I have come to realise that I would rather have the memories of an amazing relationship than live with a 'sometimes good' one. I do miss sex but I miss sex with my DH and that, sadly, is over.

Perfect timing for me to find this thread, thank you OP! Currently snuggled up with DCs 2&3 on the sofa, with the door firmly locked and no man will be ever moving in here!
I have a super king bed and it's just right for me and the littles
DD1 is happy not having a miserable arse around the place, we can just be ourselves.
Thank you once again for posting this, and everyone's wonderful stories of singledom!

I have friends who keep asking 'have you met anyone yet?' Yes I meet loads of people. 'No somebody special'. Mmmm I often meet special people. This is my life, being a single woman, I'm very happy. I'm not living a second best life. I'm v happy single, I can't see myself with somebody again, what's so hard to accept?

I find that my brother was telling me all about tinder and what I should do to find someone on it. When I said that there were two problems with his advice one being I don't want to find someone and two I'd rather like my eyes out than go on tinder.

Deleted my pof account yesterday and it felt like a weight had lifted.
I’m in no shape to date. I don’t want to date. I can’t imagine getting naked with anyone or even starting to get to know someone!
I’m not over my ex, I have to deal with my husband, (forced to live with him), a difficult teenager, big challenges coming up in work, and my mental health is shaky.
No scope, capacity or desire to date!

Redsrule 💐 I’m sorry. So sad when the right person for you is taken away :(

I’ve no desire to be in a relationship ever again and at 60 I’m inclined to think I know my own mind. But one thing I do miss is not having someone next to me in bed to cuddle. And I really do mean cuddle. There’s just something about it that can help put the world to rights like nothing else.

Apart from a random 5yo little boy who keeps squeezing into my bed in the dead of night, my life is spacious, comfortable and MY OWN!

Think so (to the OP question) - I'd need to get my own life sorted out more before even considering engaging again.

So yes, happy being single.

My mum made a comment to me about how I'll end up alone apart from my cats and I said how lovely that would be. I love having my own room, my own bed, my own time & space. I'd hate to have another relationship again, except for with my vibrator. I love my vibrator.

Shadow I don't get on with vibrators :)

I feel I am on an entirely different planet from people who are in relationships. Even those who don't cohabit I struggle to relate to their need for a significant other.

I am not swayed by romanticism either.

As for sex I do casual without commitment when the need builds up. I am fine with that.

Redsrule - so sorry to hear about your DH. I'm sure you have wonderful memories of your time together. What you say makes a lot of sense. At least you've given other relationships a shot, and I guess we have to do that to make sure we really do prefer being alone.

BulletFox - I feel similar, about getting my life sorted out. Takes me all my time to organise myself and my life now, without the added complication of a partner demanding my attention.