The Unscripted Truth About Finding the Right Partner

Hello, Script-Breakers,

Ashlee here and I’m coming in hot with a post on finding your right partner.

This isn’t your Grandmother’s advice, so grab your cosmos and get ready for a truth so unscripted it may trigger you into making better choices. 

Spotted: A young woman, chilling on the boardwalk, lazy walking over the worn wooden steps while the sea’s waves hit the barrier beside her, scrolling through her dating apps, searching for "the one" with the intensity of a detective on a case, while her friend obnoxiously turns up her nose at the seemingly paltry offerings.

As I watch the duo comment on the bios and photos of the people she’s swiping, I can’t help but think, the most important question isn't "Who are you?" It's "Who am I?"

We’ve all been there, haven't we, darlings? 

The late nights spent crying into a pint of ice cream, the frantic search for a new distraction, a new person to fill the void. 

We tell ourselves we’re ready for love, but what we're really looking for is a distraction. 

Someone to take our mind off our own mess, a hero in shining armor to save us from ourselves, or a quick fix for our broken parts.

But let's be real, a partner can't save you. 

They can't fix you. 

They can't make you whole. 

That's a job that requires a lot of introspection and a whole lot of work. 

The truth is, the right partner is less about who they are and more about who you are.

Just look at my fabulous friends. 

Adora swore she didn’t want anything serious, just something light and easy. 

But what did she do? 

She fell for a man who was emotionally unavailable, commitment-phobic, and who ultimately broke her heart. 

She said she didn't want a heavy relationship, but she was willing to get tangled up in a deeply painful one.

And then there's Liz. 

She's a hopeless romantic, dreaming of the house upstate, the husband, the whole shebang. 

But where does she find herself? 

Spending way too much time with a "fuck boy" who, despite being older, is clearly allergic to commitment. 

He's showing no signs of changing, but she keeps waiting, hoping, and wishing he will, even as she knows better and is a bit bitter about it all.

It makes me wonder... what are we truly looking for? 

Are you searching for a temporary human bandage? 

Or are you a whole, complete person ready to let someone else simply add to your already fabulous life?

I have to ask myself, and you, this: What do you really want? 

And what are you really willing to do to stay true to your own desires? 

Are you going to keep chasing what’s comfortable and familiar, or are you going to be brave enough to go after what you truly deserve?

Because until you know the answer, you'll just be starring in your own tragic rom-com, and frankly, we all deserve a happy ending.

XOXO, Ashlee