If I had a nickle for every time a relative questioned me about my love life. I’d have $303.24. Seriously, every encounter, and family function I get these questions:
“Do you have boyfriend?”
“Why don’t you have a boyfriend?” … “So you’re gay?”
Or my favorite:
“You just need to put yourself out there. ”
Some of my family members can’t accept the fact that I’m not born into this world to mate. I have a purpose that goes beyond finding a relationship. If I can’t be happy with myself, being with someone will not help me in anyway (I’m looking at you Aunty).
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