What’s so Wrong With Settling Anyway?
What’s so Wrong With Settling Anyway?
When the Pilgrims landed on Plymouth Rock, they put a stake in the ground and said, “This is where we’ll settle.” Nobody questioned it. No one said, “let’s keep going until we hit the beach and the women are prettier and the weather is 75 degrees all year long. Everyone just followed suit and started their new life. True enough, there wasn’t as much else to do in those days but you get my point.
Today, the inevitable question that we (women) ask ourselves in any relationship is, “Am I settling” (for less)? Somewhere in our ambitious lives, we got the idea that the person we end up with has to be nothing short of a superhero with a nice car, a substantial amount of disposable income and great sex (of course). But if one of those things is missing, does that mean you’ve settled? And even if you did decide to settle, is that necessarily a bad thing? It seemed to work for the Pilgrims. Why can’t we settle and see what grows?
In our lifetime, we (women) will undoubtedly date a lot more men than our mother’s did. Yet, in the same way our mothers did, we will be expected to settle down with one man and start a family. This is the scariest part of settlement, the part where we agree to stay in one place with one person for the rest of our lives. This is what we are really running from when we use the excuse, “I don’t want to settle.” What we’re actually saying is; I don’t want to reach my ultimate conclusion because that would mean I’d actually have to make up my mind (the cosmic crutch of most women).
So, you’re not dating a Superhero. Isn’t that always going to be the case? I mean, haven’t you dated the rich guy with no soul? Or, the soulful guy with no riches? Haven’t you already dated “great sex guy” who couldn’t carry on conversations outside of Sony PlayStation? Haven’t you dated “nice car guy” who only drove you to drink? I could go on (fancy vacation guy, ridiculous 40-something guy trying to be 20-something guy, …I digress).
I’m just saying, find a happy middle ground with a man and see where it goes. Instead of Mr. Big, how about Mr. Medium? Stop worrying about settling and focus on the awesome gift of companionship. Settling doesn’t mean the end of your life. It means taking a stand in your life and letting that marinate for a little bit. It means a new direction and a way to find out what you (and possibly the man in your life) are made of.














