Introduction: Finding Me

My name is Elizabeth, I’m 32 years old, and I’m single. If you take a microscopic look at me there is also an undercover writer waiting to be unleashed.

In a world where everyone is making reels, you better believe that I am going to start writing again. Why? Well firstly, illiteracy is a real problem. If you actually know me intimately, you know it really grinds my gears. If I have learned anything recently, it’s that people really need to start reading. I’m Rory Gilmore mixed with Monica Geller, and a huge dash of Phoebe Buffay. Today, I am feeling a bit like Carrie Bradshaw.

I’ve always done my own thing. Moved to the beat of my own drum. Taken the road less travelled. I travel often, and I travel alone. Metaphorically, of course. We are still in the middle of a pandemic, after all. Apparently I learn best this way. I have to fall on my face and make my own mistakes. Aren’t we all like that? Experience is the best teacher. Nothing sticks with you quite like your own wounds; scar tissue. Queue the Red Hot Child Peppers. Shout-out to my siblings.

I’ve always worn my singledom like a badge of honour. This status has become so deeply woven into my identity that it comes naturally to me; like breathing. Being the token single girl has its perks though. I never have to bring a guest to a wedding, or pay for one for that matter. In fact, I barely ever get a plus one. It’s just assumed I will be there alone. You can only imagine the amount of money i’ve saved being an Italian girl. Don’t get me wrong, I am not complaining all that much. I like being alone. In fact, I prefer it. However, being that i’m kinda smart, a bit pretty, and a whole lot of funny, I started to wonder if the Universe was conspiring against me. If a relationship was a cocktail, I had all of the ingredients to make a hit. So why was I single? 

I started to investigate. I thought there was something I was missing. Was I pushing everyone away? No! I barely got asked out. It literally never worked out with anyone. Essentially, they disappeared. Divine intervention was definitely at play here. 

In order to solve this mystery, I did a whole lot of soul searching, and personal development. Even if I never found someone to be with, I would make sure that at least I was solid on my own. 

In this blog I will share some of the details that have led me to where I am today. From past-life regression, to healers, to mediums. I’ve done it all.

In my search for Mr. Right, I ended up finding me.