Every woman should treat herself to a solo birthday getaway at least once. Book a hotel in a different city, spend a day at the spa, buy yourself something nice, take yourself out to dinner, wander through a museum, and sit at a café watching the world go by.
I think you actually start living your life once university ends, and then there’s this grace period of 2 years where you understand nothing, and finally the second part of your life begins with true awakening from dreams of childhood at 27-30 years
I’ve survived enough weirdos to know that intense and instantaneous chemistry between people is rarely, if ever, organic. Somebody is usually lying or reflecting yourself back to you.
And let me just say this… ladies when you’re educated, pretty, got motion AND no kids. You do NOT have to settle for struggling with someone. You have every right to be selective.