I’ve always been told to marry my one and only. I’m not by any means old enough to be married, but how will I find the person that makes me happiest?

To be honest, I feel like both men and women are constantly on the lookout for someone they might be happy with next. Whether it happens on purpose or not, there will always be that question of, “What if we dated?”

At the end of the day, we all just want to go home to the person we love and who makes us smile. Being a serial dater makes it hard to be happy on your own. You go from relationship to relationship thinking you need another person to make you happy. Hitting the wall of it not working out makes you upset thus wanting to avoid the feeling and move on. This is a negative, but crossing out people you were with helps you find who you want to be with.

It isn’t fair for women to be criticized for trying to be happy when men may not be serial dating for all the right reasons. I’m not trying to throw all men under the bus, because I can only imagine there are women that do the same thing, but you know who I mean: The guys that don’t want to hold hands so much as they want to hold your bra and toss it to the other side of the room.

I know many men and women who have yet to find that one person and have been searching for years. Maybe people have a hard time taking a chance on a relationship because they’re always looking for a Channing Tatum or a Scarlett Johansson to fill their needs.

Maybe all of the people I surround myself with are picky and like to find faults in their almost-lover. They sit there and twiddle their thumbs and complain about being unhappy when they don’t seem to seriously try finding someone. I’ve just never seen a problem in anyone finding out the hard way that a relationship isn’t meant for marriage, as they do when serial dating.

Following through with a relationship for whatever amount of time isn’t wrong; in my opinion, it’s the only way to go. We learned everything we need to know in kindergarten: You never know until you try, and if at first you don’t succeed, try, try again.

There has to be a point in our lives when we stop asking “What if?” and start knowing. I believe in the search to find “the one.” If that means serial dating, then so be it. A wise woman once told me that you shouldn’t do anything until you know that’s what you’re supposed to do. The only question I have left is: When do I know?