On the almost eve of Valentine’s Day it occurred to me that I have been single for 2 years and counting.
It’s hard for me to believe it because it doesn’t seem that long. My current dating life is active and has many flavors of the week (I like to mix it up), but it has been maybe even more than 2 years since I was in a relationship.
Being single has the traditional ups and downs but I definitely think it was a normal transition of emotion from my last breakup.
The first 3 months mainly were a big blur of “fuck him girl” parties. I went out. A lot. Continue reading