I Tried on an Engagement Ring for ‘Fun’  & Kinda Completely Regret It

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I’m a hopeless romantic and the worst thing I could have done as a single cat lady was try on an engagement ring. It all started when my best friend and I took a trip to Cartier to discuss what she would like in the event of an engagement. She was listing out everything I needed to tell her significant other and I took the appropriate notes to make sure he knew what to get.

As we were looking at the gorgeous, sparkling rings, the sales woman Maria approached us. She already knew my best friend and her boyfriend since they are regulars at the boutique. After a quick introduction, we got back to the engagement rings. During the course of our conversation with Maria, I say on the side “oh, that’s a pretty one” while pointing to a simple round cut diamond on a gold band. It was nothing that I would have ever liked or wanted as my own engagement ring, but it was beautiful. Maria took the ring out and my best friend started asking questions about the cut, clarity, cost, and carats of this ring. Maria looked at me and asked if I wanted to try it on. To which I replied, “no, no, I couldn’t! I mean I’m not even looking for a ring! I’m single, no no.”

My best friend nudges me on and mentions that it couldn’t hurt.

Little did we know.

I took off the rings I wear every day. For once, my hand was bare.

I picked up the beautiful ring and slipped it onto my ring finger. It was the perfect fit – like they knew I would be trying it on today.

Once the ring was on, I didn’t want to take it off. I flicked my wrist in and out of the light, held my hand in the air, looked at it from afar, looked at it up close… It was magical.

It wasn’t magical because it was Cartier, though, that did add to the dazzle of the magic. It was magical because the ring symbolizes so much to me. The past three years have been a rollercoaster of husband searches. Yes, I was (tbh I don’t know anymore) on the hunt for a husband. I grew tired of the notion that people date for the sake of dating. There was no build up or end goal and I really hated that. I needed to find someone who wanted the same end goal or was willing to work toward something similar. The past three years have been constant strike outs of potentials.

The ring represents so much to me.

I regret trying the ring on because it reminded me of many things I don’t have, yearn for, and looked for.

Yet, I don’t regret trying the ring on because it humbled me.

I’m a princess, I could never hide that fact. The ring was “smaller” and less elaborate than I had ever wanted. Yet, wearing this simple ring humbled me. It showed me that no matter what I have on my finger, whether it’s a ring pop or a diamond the size of China, it would give me the same feeling. It would symbolize everything I wanted and hoped for. And when it comes down to it, that feeling is what’s most important.

So here I am, the single cat lady who tried on an engagement ring and kinda sorta regrets it.

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