I'm not married.
I'm not engaged.
|Not as Naughty as it First appeared - |
Photo Credit: Kelsey Keating
It's my purity ring, and I've had it since I was 13. The way I saw it, my purity ring was a place holder - a way of saying I was waiting for the one who would replace that ring when I reached the right age.
It has become a part of me.
Lately, as I've reached the age of 24 (almost), most people see my ring and assume it means I'm married. Rightly so, as that is what it looks like at first glance. People close to me have taken to telling me that THIS is the reason why no guy has asked me out, hit on me, flirted with me etc.
Recently I've considered switching my ring to my right hand to better show off that I am "available".
But here's my problem...
- I LIKE it on my left hand. It's comfortable. It belongs there. It feels weird on my right hand.
- Having a ring on my left hand keeps me from being hit on by creepy guys or jerks.
- A ring on my left hand means someone has to get to know MORE than just my name to find out I'm single. They actually have to make an effort to have a conversation with me as a human being and NOT as a prospect (I don't know why, but being seen as a prospect really irks me).
Because they know me. They talk to me.