When I got a divorce, the last thing I wanted to do was date. The thought of it filled me with anxiety and made me sick to my stomach. It was hard to imagine myself trusting anybody again. I was perfectly fine by myself, being the best mother I could be to my three wonderful children. It was time to focus on my kids and my career, not finding a man.
But, I soon realized I missed the company of a man. I love men, I love spending time with them, laughing with them, talking to them, and making out on occasion. What I didn't what was a husband but w=hat I did want was a companion or two or three.