One of the difficulties that comes along with being a single person, is not having a set person to be able to communicate with about my life. When I was first single, this was a big part of the re-adjustment that I had to make into a new “normal” life. When you are in a committed relationship, talking happens. At the end of each day, I suddenly found myself home with no one to share all of the details with.
As an established singleton, I am now used to this and don’t think much about it on a day to day basis. Still, I occasionally notice that I am more talkative than others at work and share more of my personal life details with co-workers than others. While I don’t know that this is directly related to my having only the dog to talk to at home (perhaps the others are just more private about their personal lives) , I suspect that it plays a role.
My family and close friends (including co-workers) willingly provide a listening ear when I am in need. I don’t feel that it would be appropriate, however, for me to call them at all hours of the night and day to share trivial events. I am thankful for the aforementioned dog and her willing ears; she takes in more than her fair share of the goings-on in my brain.
I don’t think that this lack of talking-out my life is significantly hurting me or anyone else. I do think it interesting to consider the difference in how many opportunities I have to hash and re-hash things out vs. my “coupled” friends.
