The misery is the cry my buddy who tailgates with me at college games. The highlight of his year is our University's home games. At our tailgates, I should say my tailgate since I set up and take down everything, he claims his joy of tailgating while bemoaning the fact he is married with kids. The more he drinks, the more his constant bitching increases.
It's pathetic and sad. He's the one that wanted to get married. He wanted to have kids. He did what I think most people do who really don't have a clue in what they want. He conformed to society's so called norms. His exact path has been right out of a social studies book: graduate college, go to law school, marry, have kids. Now he's perfectly miserable. And people wonder why the divorce rate is so high? It's because people shouldn't be married in the first place.
I'm single and perfectly fucking happy. Growing up I thought it was what everybody should do. I went and graduated from college and I figured I'd get married shortly afterward. Then have kids, visits to my parents on weekends and blah blah blah.
I didn't and I'm glad. Around the age of 26 or so I figured out I don't want kids either. So really what's the point to getting married?
Don't get me wrong. I still want someone in my life. I've been in love before (Violet and Rebecca) and I'm sure I will again one day. I may even marry. I don't want to be alone forever. However, if I do end up alone then so be it.
Novus ordo seclorum
JP to the 3
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