10th February 2010
Hands up all you lonely children?! Opps….sorry, of course I mean only children! *waves her hand in the air and giggles. Yes, that’s me, an only child; one of those strange freaky creatures who have no idea what it is like to have a sibling, and who has to endure their parent’s undivided attention. Endure, I hear you mumble, is that really the right word, well trust me, when I say ENDURE, and I reckon any only children reading this will know what I mean by that. No siblings to distract your parents, no one else fucking up but just YOU, no one else for them to spend Christmas, Easter, and Birthdays with. It’s just you and them!
Actually, as I child I was quite happy being on my own, my Mum was a child minder for a while so I there were always other kids around, it’s only now as an adult that I wish I had a sibling. Someone to take the pressure off, someone to have a moan with, about my Mum, someone to ring up and say, it’s you turn this year……..Now I am not under any illusions that a sibling is a wonderful happy lovely thing….I have 2 children of my own and I am fully aware of how siblings can have a special love and friendship for each other that one touch of a Lego model can turn to evil hatred! They love each other really! (I think…)
Now, this may sound like a moan, but it’s not, you see, I think that being an only child taught me one really valuable skill that even to this day stands me in good stead and that’s the ability to be able to be on my own, comfortable in my own company. I love my own company, I can always entertain myself (although batteries can come in handy sometimes….LOL), and I am never alone because I always have myself. From my experience only child can be divided into 2 categories, those that learnt to be self-sufficient, and enjoy their own company and those that can’t abide it and so constantly crave the companionship of others or maybe that’s just people in general.
Whatever it is, I am the former, a self-contained individual, resourceful, self-aware, confident on my own. Now I can hear you all thinking, does this make her loner, shy maybe, stand offish, remote, and unable to connect with others? Well for those of you who know me personally I think, or I hope, you would say absolutely not and for those of you who don’t, then you will just have to take my word for it! I am not a loner, I am just an only child who learnt from an early age that I was quite capable of making myself happy, and I didn’t need others to do it for me. Does this mean I am never lonely? Don’t be silly, of course it doesn’t, being lonely has nothing to do with being alone. You can be in a room full of 20 people and still feel terrible lonely, loneliness is something completely different and yes, I do feel lonely sometimes but then I have fail safe way of cheering myself up……Where did I put those batteries? Oh, and of course, even when I am lonely, I am not alone, cause I have me, all the good, bad, and frankly quite mad bits too……they make me, me!
ps….I hope this post does not sound like I am feeling sorry for myself, far from it in fact, it’s all part of explaining me…..the person I am……ALL the bits of me. And of course seeing as I have no siblings…..I am a one and only…….LOL…….Such a cheesy number, but I couldn’t resist it. I wonder whatever happened to Chesney Hawkes?
You are my one and only 😀
Yay….and ner ner ner to the bar wenches. I win!!! LOL
*sends the bar wench under the bed home 😛
And good riddance to the little trollop.
And a hearty hello to MY trollop :*