It's official. I'm the last one of my friends around my age to still be single.
It feels like being the last one to be picked for a team. Actually worse - it's like no one wants me on the team at all.
I keep trying to tell myself they saved the best for last, but then my thoughts go to the idea that I'm not good enough for anyone to choose.
It's the pits being last.
"Hope deferred makes the heart sick ..." Proverbs 13:12
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