For a very long time, I loved being single. I was meeting new people all the time, without the drama of commitment. I loved being able to do what I wanted and not answering to a boyfriend about it.
I wasn't a big fan of being in a relationship just to be in a relationship. If I dated someone exclusively, it was because I really cared about them. The shortage of that caused me to be single for a few years.
I dated a guy briefly in college who re-affirmed everything I loved about being single--long story short, it did not work out and I happily retreated from the headache of that relationship back to the single life, thinking that I'd be rather be an old maid than be in that position ever again.
And then came another boy, who changed all my preconceived notions and turned a "me" and "him" into an us so quickly my head spun. I was suddenly the biggest supporter of couples everywhere. Six months passed with no problems, and we moved into together shortly before our one year anniversary. I was completely happy--until I wasn't.
And so here we are, back to being single, but without all the glitz and glamour of the pre-relationship single glow. Now I understand relationships better, and it makes being single hard sometimes. But it is also easier to find what I want. Both being single and being in relationships will teach you about yourself--what kind of person you are and what kind of person you want.