All of her friends are either married or ensconced in solid relationships. Some have children. Some don't.
She jokes about her spinsterhood. I don't know what to say so I joke along.
What I actually want to say is, you're amazing on your own. You don't need a man. Please, please, please learn how to be happy alone because you won't be happy with someone when you're so desperate to not be by yourself.
But I don't.
And I wonder which of us is actually the insecure one.