I kept meeting different men and occasionally I would meet someone who I would see for a while.Right: flicking through tonnes of profiles, interacting with hundreds of men and meeting a handful of them only to find out that I had nothing in common with most of them. It was an emotional roller coaster: of hopes and disappointments, loneliness and tears, rejection and heartbreak, with the odd bit of fun.After my last low quality relationship, I panicked. I had no husband, no kids, no house, nothing to my name.And I still thought that having a man was the solution.Why can I not stop dating and just be with myself for a while? The more I connected with myself, the less lonely and desperate I felt. The quality of my dates improved as I became more selective and had stronger boundaries.
There's been drama, a lifetime of rumors, sweet reunions, and of course, that Neil Lane diamond engagement ring.I was tired of dating and chasing love, tired of waiting for The One, tired of hoping, tired of having to constantly pick myself up and put myself back in the dating game. I felt like there was something fundamentally wrong with me since I couldn’t even find one freaking man with whom I could be happy.At that point I had lost my all faith in love, which although didn’t feel nice, was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. How much dating do you have to do to find one man, right? I began to appreciate many things about my single status.I eventually came to the realization that being single is being in a relationship with oneself.This is the most natural relationship of all, but we have been conditioned to believe that we need someone else to be happy and fulfilled.