I'm not depressed about being single. It doesn't hurt. I don't sit all day and think "Gee, my life would be perfect if I only had a boyfriend". I've learned to be just fine with having my own time to do my own things, watch my own shows, knit my own stuff, and basically enjoy my own company.
So to all who read this, know that I'm okay. I'm happy enough being single. I have friends, really good friends. I'm not lonely and I don't even think about it. So thank you for the concern, I'm alright.
Except for the shingles, that's not alright. Ow. Though I do like to flout about that I have herpes, har har.