I'm in my early thirties and have been single for over 10 years. In my mid-twenties I had a 'pro-active' streak and went on about 5 or 6 dates with some really great men. Each time I found just... didn't want to keep seeing them. Even when I really, really liked them. Since then, I've declined every request to go out (not that they're coming in thick and fast) as I feel like it's not fair on the other person.
I would describe myself as introverted and independent, and although I have a good number of friends who I keep in contact with, I struggle with long-term depression and anxiety, and usually spend my free time in bed either dozing, reading, watching TV or browsing the internet (unless I have something specific to do). I haven't stuck to any of the activities I've taken up over the years (gym, pilates, language etc.) and don't have much motivation to do so. I'm very sensitive to things like crowds, noise and stressful situations and I avoid these as much as I can. When I do meet friends in the pub I'm fine after a drink but would be quietly suffering if I had to be in there sober.
The thought of a relationship makes me feel exhausted - having to get up and do things with someone, look a certain way, consider someone else in my daily decisions. I also value being able to make spontaneous decisions based on what I feel like doing in the moment e.g. I will go shopping today, I will go to visit my friend (pre-lockdown), I will stay in bed today.
I feel very trapped when I'm forced to go along with someone else. For example, on holidays with friends, I usually end up taking myself away from the group and spend a day exploring by myself. By the night, I am ready to enjoy interacting again. In situations where I can't take myself away (if there's nowhere to go for whatever reason), I feel tired, drained, frustrated and empty. I also greatly value my own space and privacy.
I feel like the above is why I've nipped any budding relationships in the bud - I just don't think I'm compatible with one. At the same time, I often find myself thinking how great it would be to have a relationship with someone I love who loves me back.
I don't know. What would you do if you were me? Would you just accept that you're probably going to spend the rest of your life single and the only romantic relationships you have will be in your head? Or would you make an effort to go on dates again (post-lockdown)? Just after your thoughts really!