I think it might be just me, but for the past few days I keep running into all these “The One” conversations. I don’t know if it’s because of coincidence or if it’s just that I’ve been paying more attention lately. Whatever the case may be, it’s been hovering over me for quite some time, and for whatever reason, it’s been bothering me.
It’s not so much about being subjected to said topic so often, but because I keep hearing so many different opinions on it, so many different points of view, so many notions of “The One” that I just want to say “Stop it!”.
I consider myself to be a hopeless romantic and quite old fashioned in some areas when it comes to dating and relationships, but I am the first one to think that “The One” is absolute and pure bullshit.
Nope, Prince Charming isn’t real, kids.
However, I do believe that there is at least one person out there for each and everyone one of us. I don’t say “perfect for us” because there is no such thing. No one is 100% perfect for us, as much as we may try to say otherwise. No one has been, no one is, and no one will be. Am I contradicting myself? I don’t think so.
So, what is “The One”?
How do we find him or her?
How do we know?
For me this person is not someone we find, or someone that finds us, but someone we create. It’s not someone that fits perfectly into our views, but someone who can change our vision of perfection and somehow fit in effortlessly. Instead of looking for someone that fits my vision of perfection, I want to find someone who will sway me into believing that they’re perfect for me. Isn’t that much more…romantic? Why write down a list of things to look for in a partner? Why not find that partner and then write down all the great things that come from that special someone? Even then it would be tricky. After all, a whole is greater than the sum of its parts.
Why not have someone who can break down all your schemes of everything you though of as perfection, turn you upside down, flip the world around, and show you what happiness is?
Many views and opinions have been exchanged between my friends and I regarding this subject, and we never seem to completely agree. Some of the criteria thrown my way has boggled me, some have made me realize I was missing something crucial in my thoughts, others have been completely nonesensical, but in the end, we want the same result. Love and happiness. Go figure.
Life is really fucked up, I tell you.
