There’s nothing like a week on the OBX. It’s been a great annual tradition where great friends get together for some great fun.
However over the past few years the beach trip has also become associated with something else: getting married.
Two years ago my friend Chris proposed to Sarah at the house during our OBX trip. Last year housemates Ben and Lindsay revealed to the house that they will be tying the knot. Yesterday as I pulled into the driveway of the beach house I was greeted by Emily who proudly displayed a huge rock on her hand.
Three years, three engagements.
While I am excited to see all my friends tie the knot, it’s also yet another sobering reminder of how I am still girlfriend-less and all my friends have found love and happiness. Sometimes I feel my chances in finding a mate have sunk to an all-time low, 2011 was a year where I ignored the idea all together. 2012 has become a year with over six weddings on my calendar.
Sometimes I worry about being alone forever. I can count my past meaningful relationships with women on one hand. I wonder if I even have what it takes to find someone to love and for them to love me.
I know that this is a problem that a physically disconnected Gen-Y is facing, and I wonder if I will just become another number, another statistic.
Here I am introducing another series about the Quarterlife Crisis and at 28 I am have been feeling a little more lost than usual.
Luckily as you will read in the upcoming days, I’m not the only one feeling the same way and with that I can take a little bit of comfort.
If you are interested in contributing to the Quarterlife Crisis series feel free to contact me.