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Yesterday, my boy MDL had his 32nd birthday. Happy birthday, Chief. The same day as a girl from the early days of college that I've never gotten over. I might feel a tinge of sadness when she gets married, but most likely, I'll feel relief. We never actually dated or anything, but fellas, you know how it is. The feelings were nearly out of control. If I thought I had anything to offer her, I'd call her up right now. But it seems this will just be a wound I have to carry around. She's not the only girl I've felt things for, but she's the kind of woman you remember.
I feel this one deeper precisely because no one (apparently) is loving her. I hate that. When people get married, you let go of things. It's not so bad. But when the fair maidens remain maidens year after year, and often lament their state, even a confident man starts to doubt himself. You do what they do: you start to wonder if there's something wrong with you.
Neither is it hard to imagine oneself becoming angry and bitter, since it seems folks know what they want, they simply refuse to do what is necessary to end the present unhappiness. Maybe they're waiting on the "perfect guy" (substitute "godly" there, and you have the real main problem for those alleged vast hordes of lonely Christian women, in my frank opinion) or something. For most people, I'll say this: You're single because you want to be. What this means is that you've got hang-ups about the process itself, and you are blaming others to hide it.
I'm probably guilty myself, but I would submit that I've been trying, even if foolishly.

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