Since my separation three and half years ago, I've noticed a growing number of my contemporaries (in their early to mid-30s) join the force of divorcees.
Recently, several of my freshly divorced friends have confided in me about their struggles.
When I started seeing my husband, aka the first guy I wasn't embarrassed to tell my therapist about, I was gobsmacked to realize how much I hadn't known about dating before then.
Finding a romantic partner is only one of many goals you can have at once.
There's a difference between making something a priority and having an obsession.
I didn't have very much fun at it, which is depressing since I didn't pair up until my 30s.
Besides, so much luck was involved in my finding my match that there are probably more alternate universes where I'm still living solo than where I'm married.