We wonder why we constantly feel this feeling of dissatisfaction with ourselves; why we are apparently no longer able to have a steadfast relationship, are unable to relate. Instead, we hang out on Tinder & Co., swipe each other stupid and stupid – and are simply no longer able to bind us. But it’s no wonder, is it? Because as a single you always get the ears wailed by all friends who have dared to have a steady relationship.

There are always power struggles going on, someone is always dissatisfied or feels that they have been treated unfairly. Of course, I’m not in the mood for a relationship! My life is stressful enough as it is. Every day you deal with unnecessary stuff. That is completely sufficient. Or Not?

Unable to have true relationships – something is missing

But somehow there is always this feeling of incompleteness. I notice that I am missing something in my otherwise very satisfactory life. The idea that this indefinite something could be a partner is obvious. I actually don’t feel like constantly getting involved in dates that end – if at all – in a friendship plus. But why do they even end there? Are we that we are in the  Twenty somethings really completely unable to relate? And if so, why?

Compromise, really? Not with me!

We are used to getting what we want. When we want it. At a time when your own needs can be satisfied at the push of a button, nobody is willing to compromise. Do you want a date? Text any guy on Tinder: Date made. Do you want new shoes? Briefly click through Amazon, off to the shopping cart: Shoes salvaged. Do you want to go on vacation? On any low-cost airline website, confirm your booking with a click: vacation secured. Everything has become so easy and accessible on command that we are simply no longer used to working for something. We are spoiled by the media, spoiled half-adults with the patience of a 3-year-old.

As soon as we really work for something or have to invest a lot of time, it’s too stupid for us and we just don’t do it. Well, it’s just stupid that such a relationship with another individual with the same problems as we have is time-consuming and, above all, labor-consuming. It’s no joke when someone says that a serious relationship means working on yourself, with yourself and with your partner all the time. In this context, I often have to think of my grandmother, who once said: “You know, we used to repair things when they were broken.”

In this sense, maybe we should just take some things less for granted and do more for them. Then there is also a feeling of satisfaction.