I am officially the last single person in my friend group. How did this happen? It feels like just yesterday we were being rejected from Raya , and now suddenly everyone is scouting for wedding venues upstate βexcept me. When I was younger, I took it for granted that my friends would always be available for hungover brunches and emergency threesomes.
For instance, for years now my friends and I have spent summer weekends at a shared beach house on Fire Island. I get that they want to have sex on their vacation, but where am I supposed to jerk off?
This is my vacation too, people! As a millennial feminist, allow me to run with this victim thing. Last week I had a new air conditioner delivered, only to realize that it was too heavy for me to carry up four flights of stairs to my apartment. So, being single, I had to hire a random man from the Internet to carry it for me. For one, the stakes are higher. Not ideal. Essentially, we are far more discriminating in our 30s than we were in our 20s, which is both a blessing and a curse.
But I keep turning corners, and I keep meeting finance guys with high cholesterol who just discovered Williamsburg. The catch is, as we become increasingly picky, the pool of soul mates keeps getting smaller. I feel mislead. So the women who are my age-ish, who are still single, are kind of the fucking leftovers. While Steve acknowledges that this whole life thing is unquestionably harder for women, he says that guys also suffer through the 30s single shift. People with babies hang out with other people with babies.
Eventually, you stop being invited to the dinner parties or on the vacations, because why would you want to be on holiday with a bunch of people who are shacking up together? Maybe there is something wrong with us. Like many women, I spent most of my 20s wondering if a conventional relationship and family is something that I even want.
