My secretary buzzed to say my next appointment had arrived. I walked to the door to meet and welcome the person who, up to that moment, had been only a name in my appointment book.
A beautiful young lady dressed neatly and smartly walked in and sat down. She suddenly blurted out, “I can’t take it anymore. I am tired of being single. I need a mate now. I am growing older, and life is passing me by. What’s wrong with me? Why does no man want me? I must be ugly. There must be something wrong with me. I feel like killing myself. Please help me!”
Those words were not strange to me—I had heard them many times. Over the years I have had to help thousands of individuals find their balance and review their concepts of life. So I shared with her the “myth of singleness.”
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