Living Life My Way: No Need for a Partner to Find Happiness!

I live on my own terms! I don’t need a woman to be happy! Why is everyone always asking when I’ll settle down? When people ask why I’m already 35 and still single – no wife, no kids, not even a pet – I often get flustered. It’s as if I have to justify my life choices. As if I’m doing something wrong. As if a man who doesn’t dream of a house, a wife, and kids is odd or incomplete. But I wasn’t always like this. I used to live like everyone else. I sought love, built relationships, wanted a family. But you know what I found? Only disappointment, pain, and emptiness. Once, I met a woman for whom I was willing to give up everything. She was special. She showed me passion, tenderness, shared plans, and travels. But then… She just started going to those same places with another man. And I felt sick. I realized it was all an illusion. Love? Family? Stability? It’s all just talk. Yet it was thanks to her that I found myself. She showed me the world. I learned to earn and spend money on myself. She taught me not just how to travel but also how to earn. Before meeting her, I lived like many do – spent my salary on nonsense, saved up, waited for Friday to buy something unnecessary. And then I realized: money should give you freedom. I changed jobs. I started earning three times as much. I realized I could afford more than I’d thought. And you know where I invested that money? Not in new furniture. Not in renovations. Not in a woman who might leave someday. I invested them in travel. In life. And it was the best decision I’ve ever made. I bought a car and drove toward freedom. One birthday, my sister gave me a book about waterfalls and mountains. I opened it and froze. Before me were places I’d never seen. 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 amount from my savings, took driving lessons, bought a modest car – and hit the road. At first, it was frightening. But then… Then I saw how my soul changed. How I became a different person. How the exhaustion after a long day on the road brought me more happiness than any date. I traveled around the country, gazed at mountains, camped under the stars, fished, and watched sunrises from hilltops. And I realized that I would never return to my old life. I found true friends. On one of my trips, I met people just like me. Climbers, adventurers, thrill-seekers. With them, I learned what it means to descend into deep chasms. To climb peaks where no roads lead. To challenge yourself and conquer fear. They taught me that the best cure for the fear of heights is to take the leap. And you know what? They were right. Because from the moment I jumped – I feared nothing. I drove jeeps off-road, raced jet skis on wild waves, dove with scuba gear into depths I’d never dreamed of. I tasted life. Women? Yes, but not for family. I’m no monk. I haven’t sworn off relationships. But now I’m not looking for “the one.” Because I know the greatest love of my life is my freedom. I’ve stopped believing in words. I’ve stopped believing in promises. I’ve seen too much deception to dream of something elusive again. But I know one thing: The world is vast. It’s beautiful. It’s waiting for me. I’ve been to dozens of places but haven’t yet been to Australia. I haven’t surfed a wave. I haven’t yet faced an ocean storm. But that’s just a matter of time. I live life on my own terms. And that’s enough for me. I don’t need a woman to feel happy. Because no love can give me what the open road, adventures, the wind in my face, and new horizons can offer. The world is wonderful. And I live in it just the way I like.