“I’m turning 21 this year and I’ve never been in a relationship.”
I met my first boyfriend at 30 years old. I meant it when I said that I could take care of myself, too, and never thought too much about companionship beyond pets and friends. I truly believed that I was incapable of loving/being loved and I was always very vocal about being happy by myself. The universe decided to put my foot in my mouth one day. Everybody lost their minds when he entered the picture. I finally felt like I couldn’t let someone go.
There is NOTHING wrong with being independent and being capable of enjoying your own company. You are entirely capable of continuing that path until you meet the right person. Don’t waste love where it’s not wanted. If it can happen to me, it can happen to anyone.