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I don't need another half to make me whole.

"This is my current single status.
My declaration of independence.
There's no way I'm tradin' places.
Right now a star's in the ascendant."

- Natasha Bedingfield

It ended five months ago. That's the way it is. I'm over it. I've never been not-over-it. Everything must come to an end, and it was time.

I'm, of course, talking about my latest relationship. The one that has provided me with so much material over the last few months, not because of any epic drama, but because of how it's affected my outlook on life.

But based on my interactions with people since the event, one would think it's affected them more than me.

My ex-boyfriend and I have remained fairly close and friendly since the breakup. The air is clear. Everything is out on the table. Shit's good. Nonetheless, I don't want to think about him every waking moment, and I certainly don't need everyone and their mom asking me how he's doing every time they see me.

I can't recall a single time in my life when I felt inclined to ask anyone about the well-being of their former significant other. Whether they are on good terms or not, it's just not something that I feel is any of my business or anything that needs to be brought up. It's even more uncomfortable to have my ex brought up constantly by my coworkers who have never engaged in more than five minutes worth of conversation with him.

Of course, as usual, social norms are the culprit of this frustrating predicament. People are meant to be coupled, according to society, and anyone who isn't paired up MUST be lonely, crying themselves to sleep every night. If you loved someone once, you must still be in love with them and completely heartbroken.

I am a proud advocate for singledom, possibly more so than I was before the relationship. While it's wonderful to share your life with someone special, single time is a great period to get to know yourself better, and I have had a lovely time doing so.

So you can imagine my panic when a close friend of mine asked me if the ex and I were back together last month. And my further panic when he asked my ex the same question several weeks after. I apologize if this offends anyone or seems hard to comprehend, but I DO NOT WANT TO GET BACK TOGETHER. My ex and I are both in agreement with this.

So please, find something else to talk to us about. We are just as interesting by ourselves. We don't need a significant other to be happy, and we certainly don't need one to make our lives exciting. There is no more "us". He is he. I am me. And I am one singular sensation.

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