I rebuilt my life. I was faced with my worst fears: being left alone, raising kids by myself, experiencing love then loosing it almost right away… I felt I grew up. Yet I have not yet experienced what it means to be in a relationship. So weird.
What’s the point of all of this if I cannot share happiness with a man? Like never once in my life? So what? Something is not logical here.
If I am honest with myself, I was afraid of being in a relationship. Today I find myself single but the fear of living with a man has gone.