Unpopular opinion time: there is absolutely no such thing as “the one”. The idea that you have to find *one* person in a world of about 7 billion people seems kinda ridiculous and discouraging, no?
I spent a lot of time as a kid thinking about what Disney movies were trying to tell me about all of this and true love and blah blah, and my kiddie brain figured the following: if just one person marries someone who isn’t “the one” and they make babies, doesn’t that throw off the entire universe of perfect couples creating people who are perfect for some other person somewhere on the globe? Ah, kids.
But there are other, more grownup theories on why “the one” is a myth.
First, there’s the idea that there are, in fact, several people could be “the one” for you. It all depends on if and when and how you run into them. Since you both gotta be single and in similar stages of life or whatever.
Then, there’s the idea that it’s not so much related to who you’re with, but more at which point in life you are together. Even if you’re with someone who doesn’t give you the appropriate amount of butterflies, if you’re pushing 30 and really want a whole basketball team of kids, you better get to it and start that family. So it’s really more about convenience. So… whoever you’re with at that point in time, becomes “the one”.
Finally, there’s the unicorn-school of thought. “You just haven’t experienced it, and that’s the reason you don’t believe in it.” Just like the love at first sight argument, basically.
So depending on what you think life should be like, this could be either great news or terribly depressing. Either “Yay not all hope is lost since I don’t have to find a needle in a haystack!” or “My life is a lie and everything movies and fairytales taught me is false.” Or you’re still hoping to catch a unicorn. Guess which team I’m on.