Cynicism Rears Its Ugly Head

I think most women who watch Sex and the City often try to determine which of the four ladies best represents them. I never thought I fit the mold of any of the characters particularly well, but if I had to pick, I would say I was more of a Carrie. Lately however, I think I'm morphing into a Miranda. The other day after a phone conversation with a friend, I found myself wondering, "Am I a cynical, bitter mid-twenty-something?" I certainly hope not, but the evidence is building.

I've never been a fan of PDA (public displays of affection). I don't like to do it and I certainly don't like to see it. Lately I've had the urge to throw things at people I see kissing on the street. In addition, everyone I know is getting married. I have six weddings this summer (that I know of so far...) and already have one lined up for the summer of 2007. Every time I hear about an engagement, my first response is always, "Oh my gosh! Marriage?!" I'm always happy for my friends, but I gag when I think about things like fluffy wedding dresses, feeding each other cake at the ceremony, touchy-feely wedding announcements, etc. I don't think this is a normal response. I still have a few single comrades out there who sympathize with my aversion to love and marriage. Our post-wedding announcement conversations always include phrases like, "I'm just too busy to be in a relationship" and "I like being single and free to do what I want." But when you get right down to it, you could make the time for a relationship if you wanted to. My single friends and I are certainly not characters from Sex and the City living super-exciting lives in which we meet people for drinks or go to fancy parties every night. I spend multiple evenings a week reading or watching a movie. The truth of the matter is that I just can't be bothered to put any work into meeting someone and having a relationship and I'm not quite accepting enough of men on a whole. So one of my first resolutions for the new year is going to be to give people a try and work on ditching my cynical attitude. I may even experiment with a little PDA. Go ahead, hug me in public. I promise to supress the urge to punch you.