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All's quiet on the western front

Really. It is. OMT!!! I cannot believe how fricking quiet it's been. Not only at work but everywhere I look. The cruise forums are almost at a stand still. Television shows are nothing but reruns. Even status updates on Facebook are dragging. What is going on??? Gives me too much time to think. All of the thoughts running around in my melon took me in this direction...

Why do people settle?

Seriously. Why? I have known so many people who settle for any warm body that pays attention to them just to have someone in their life.

1. A friend told me once that if she had it to do over she would have never married her husband. She said that the only reason she stays with him is for financial reasons and she doesn't want to be alone.

2. Another friend started dating a man, who in my opinion was not worthy of her, and he was verbally abusive. Telling her to stop eating because she is fat and saying hurtful things that no one should ever put up with. She is now married to him!!!

3. Yet another friend met a man who was still married when she met him. He was everything she didn't want. Smoker, married, bad teeth, didn't have a good job. She is now living with this man and engaged to marry him. Last I heard she is very unhappy.

4. A man I know is with a woman who he isn't sure about but he keeps her around anyway.

5. Another man I am friends with has been dating a woman for 10 months. I only found out about her 2 months ago because he just wasn't sure. She has 4 children, she has an asshole of an ex husband, she is everything he doesn't want but he stays with her. He always ends up with these women who need to be fixed.

What in the hell is it with people settling??? Life is too bloody short to accept less than what you want and deserve in life. I know that I settled in my last long term relationship. It doesn't take a genius to figure that one out. He was everything I don't want in a man. In hindsight I know that I was settling. I was accepting any warm body just so I wouldn't be alone. No matter what it cost me.

It's all around us though. People accepting what is put in front of them without question. Why? It's your life. Question everything that will affect your life! Don't accept less than where you have set your sights and standards. Never lower the bar just to have a warm body in your bed. Using the excuse of "I can't make it financially" is such a cop out. Seriously people. I'm a single mom!!! I've been supporting myself for over 5 years. I work. I get child support. Sometimes I sell things on ebay or craigslist so I can make ends meet. It may be tough for me but I can look myself in the mirror and know that I'm not allowing someone who is not what I want for a partner into my life. A second income is not worth losing my self confidence, self worth and self esteem over. I am way too valuable to allow that to happen.

Are my standards too high? No. I think they are exactly where they should be. I've been in abusive relationships. Physical. Emotional. Mental. I have settled. I have been single for 5 years. There are times when I hate it but then I think "Okay Tracey. You could find any man and have the other side of your bed warm every night but will you truly be happy?". I always answer "No. I wouldn't". I'm given one shot at this life. I don't want to one day breathe my last breath knowing that I gave in. That I didn't hold out for the best. Will that thought keep me alone for the rest of my life? It will if I don't meet the man I want to spend the rest of my life with. A man who is everything I've wanted and dreamed of. Thing about that is...I'm okay if I don't meet him. I will never settle though. I won't be unhappy like a lot of people I know are.

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