Forever Single

They have found an genetic explanation on why some women (like me) never commit. This article in Times Online is promoting a book called Kiss and Run: The Single, Picky and Indecisive Girl’s Guide to Overcoming Her Fear of Commitment by Elina Furman. It claims that women like me have a 334 version of the AVPR1A gene and therefore unable to want or have a long relationship










WHICH SINGLE GIRL ARE YOU?

The Bitch
As soon as he comes out and tells her that he loves her, she’ll start on a campaign of ruthless mean-girl behaviour, from inappropriate public snarking to infidelity. He will, eventually, leave her. Then she becomes The Victim.

The List-Maker
Even if he fulfils that long list of requirements she has for an ideal mate — from body hair to bank account — she’ll find another detail (the noise he made eating moules) that is, in the end, a deal-breaker.

The Freedom Junkie
Has a huge appetite for life, great hunger for new experiences, is constantly making exciting plans. Men can’t keep up. She can’t keep still. Is always travelling. Fundamentally, probably has a deep-seated fear of death.

The Victim
Either persistently dates men who cannot offer them real commitment (married, excessively self-interested, geographically or emotionally remote) or simply indulges in a broad spectrum of commitment-phobic behaviour while continually wailing, “What is wrong with me?” and grumbling about the lack of decent men out there.

The Love Addict
It’s all “he’s the one”, until the romance runs out, and then she loses interest/gets bored/starts nitpicking/creates drama.

The Joyous Commitment Agnostic
May have worked through all the pathologies above and now simply couldn’t give a toss about relationships, has a nice life and doesn’t care who knows it.

I have been all of those single girls at some point in my life. At the moment you could call me the Joyous Commitment Agnostic :)

It is nice to be labelled. Or is it?