Here it comes. My birthday. This one’s a real milestone, not because of the number of years I’ve accrued, but because this will be the first birthday I’ve celebrated since 16 that I don’t have a man in my life.
The me I used to be, the one addicted to men and relationships, could never have imagined this day would come. Back in the bad old days, I didn’t define myself by who I was but by the fact that I wasn’t alone. Back then being alone terrified me, and that terror drove me into relationships that were less than satisfying. Let me say that more than one of the men I’ve had in my life knew that the threat to leave me would reduce me to tears.
Nor was celebrating my birthday with a man in my life any guarantee that the day wouldn’t turn out miserable and disappointing.
So, here it is. The first time I’ll be celebrating my birthday alone--no not alone, by myself. I don’t have any big plans and it just so happens that I’m working on my birthday evening. I’ll admit it feels a little weird and a little sad. But here’s what’s important: I’m not miserable like I was in the past.
This year I don’t need anyone, especially a guy, to celebrate my birthday or me! I’m a Timeless Diva and Timeless Divas know that it’s better to be without a guy than to compromise on relationships that don’t celebrate who we really are.
Happy birthday to me and all the rest of you Timeless Divas out there! We all deserve to be celebrated!