I must tell you that I never thought I would be content alone. I was convinced I needed a man to survive. In 2020, my love of 22 years passed away and my life was a total mess. I was in panic mode because I didn't think I could survive on my own. I have been on my own for two years and now I have a stable life. My health is still a yo-yo but for the most part, it is manageable.
I will admit I stay depressed and lonely. I no longer get the Good Morning text and the sweet text goodnight. I stopped dating after Jeffrey passed away then I met Richard. I fell in love with him but that didn’t work out. Richard lives too far away and we both have family obligations.
Right now I am brokenhearted so the days of the family gossip about who I am dating are OVER! I gave it all I had and most single men just don’t have their shit together enough to have a relationship! I spent all this time growing and changing my life that I learned a hard reality. I don’t “need a man”. However, it would be nice to have morning coffee with someone again. I hadn’t lost hope, but now I feel that I am destined to be alone. Keep me in your prayers. I fear the next year is going to be the hardest.