I’m living life on my own terms! I don’t need a woman to be happy! Why does everyone keep asking when I’ll settle down? When people ask why I’m 35 and still single—no wife, no kids, not even a dog—I often find myself at a loss.
It’s as if I have to justify my life.
As if I’m doing something wrong.
As if a man who doesn’t dream of a house, a wife, and kids is strange or incomplete.
I wasn’t always like this.
I used to live like everyone else.
I sought love, built relationships, wanted a family.
But do you know what I found?
Just disappointment, pain, and emptiness.
There was a time when I met a woman I was willing to give up everything for.
She was special.
She showed me what passion, tenderness, shared plans, and exploring the world felt like.
But then…
She simply started visiting the same places, just with another man.
It made me sick.
I realized it was all an illusion.
Love?
Family?
Stability?
All just words.
Yet, it was through her that I truly found myself.
She opened up the world to me.
I learned to earn and spend for myself
This person didn’t just teach me to travel; she taught me to earn.
Before we met, I lived like many others—squandering my salary on nonsense, saving where I could, waiting for Friday to buy something unnecessary.
Then I realized: money should grant freedom.
I changed jobs.
I started earning three times more.
I realized I could afford more than I ever thought possible.
And where did I invest this money?
Not in new furniture.
Not in renovations.
Not in a woman who might one day leave.
I invested in travel.
In experiences.
And it was the best decision of my life.
I bought a car and drove toward freedom
One birthday, my sister gifted me a book about waterfalls and mountains.
I opened it and was captivated.
Places I’d never seen lay before me.
Places more beautiful than any Instagram photo.
At that moment, I knew I had to go there.
I sold my old phone, took a small portion from my savings, took driving lessons, bought an affordable car—and set off.
Initially, it was terrifying.
But then…
I saw how my soul transformed.
How I became a different person.
How the exhaustion after a long day on the road brought more joy than any date ever could.
I traveled the country, gazed upon mountains, camped under the stars, fished, greeted dawns atop hills.
And understood I could never return to my old life.
I found real friends
During my travels, I met people like me.
Cavedwellers, climbers, adventurous drivers.
With them, I discovered what it’s like to descend into deep caverns.
To climb peaks with no roads leading to them.
To challenge myself and conquer fear.
They taught me that the best cure for a fear of heights is a leap into the abyss.
And you know what?
They were right.
From the moment I jumped, I feared nothing.
I drove jeeps off-road, sped over choppy waves on jet skis, dived into depths I once only dreamed of.
I tasted the real flavor of life.
Women? Yes, but not for family
I’m no monk.
I haven’t sworn off relationships.
But I no longer search for “the one.”
Because I know the greatest love of my life is my freedom.
I’ve stopped believing in words.
Stopped believing in promises.
I’ve seen too much deceit to dream again of something elusive.
But I know one thing:
The world is vast.
It’s beautiful.
And it’s waiting for me.
I’ve been to dozens of places, but I haven’t yet made it to Australia.
I haven’t yet stood on a surfboard.
I haven’t yet faced a storm in the ocean.
But it’s only a matter of time.
I’m living life as I wish. And that’s enough for me.
I don’t need a woman to feel complete.
Because no love can give me what the open road, adventures, the wind on my face, and new horizons do.
The world is beautiful.
And I’m living in it exactly how I want.
