I need nothing but God, and to lose myself in the heart of Jesus. 

St. Margaret Mary Alacoque

Doesn’t it drive you crazy when someone asks you, with a twinkle in their eye, “So, are you seeing anyone right now?”
You never know if they think you’re so awesome they don’t know how you don’t have a boyfriend, or if they think you’re hopeless and worthless if you don’t have a boyfriend. You don’t know if you should feel flattered or insulted. Or if you should start crying because you’re thirty years old and don’t have a boyfriend even though you really want one. Really, the only appropriate response is, “Yes, I’m seeing you standing in front of me right now, Larry.” However good it would feel to say that, there are two less sarcastic responses to this question. You can either say, “I don’t need a man to define me! I am quite happy killing life on my own! If I want a man, I’ll get me a man.” Or, you can say with a sweet smile while gritting your teeth, “No, I don’t.” You usually choose the latter. It’s less confrontational.
When you answer in the negative (in the non-confrontational manner) the inquirer will most likely say something to the tune of, “You’re such a nice girl, though!” or, “It’s alright, someone will come along.” Then things turn awkward. You desperately try to salvage the conversation and change the subject.
Then you’re left wondering why that’s the only question people seem to ask you. Is it because they’re scrambling for a conversation piece? Do they really think you’re a nice girl and boys should be knocking down your door? Or, horror of all horrors! They want to know because they know someone who would be perfect for you! (Word of advice, avoid any set up at all costs unless it is arranged by someone you know and trust with your life.) Your thinking goes deeper and you start wondering, “What is dating?”
Is it going out with a boy you know you would never marry but it’s fun so hey why not?
Is it seeing a movie with a boy then arguing the finer points of it afterwards over ice cream?
Is it having dinner with a guy and debating the number of children you want to have?
Is it going out with a boy knowing with absolute certainty you’re going to marry him?
So many questions bombard you, you’re left in a swirl of confusion and all you want is to wrap yourself in a blanket, get a steaming cup of coffee, and binge watch Gilmore Girls. After watching Gilmore Girls and seeing that most of their problems stem from boyfriends, you feel better about your singledom and can live happily until the dreaded question is unleashed. And you’re left with the burning thought once again, “What is dating?”