Upon finding yourself unexpectedly thrust back into the murky depths of the dating pool, the natural response is to flounder and panic. “What will I do now? Where will I meet someone new? Why can’t I breathe?” And so on. You’ve seen a quarter century now, well out of college and into a career. Fishing around the local dives and watering holes only seems to net the ones you’d rather throw back. With ego bruised and confidence lost, you’ve never felt so stranded at sea.
Call it relationshipwrecked.
But you either sink or swim. And sinking isn’t really an option. Hell, even dead bodies float to the surface.
So, eventually, the waters calm, and so do you. Finally, you reach that point where you reluctantly embrace your singledom. Sure, you’d still prefer something meaningful, intimate, and stable over all those awkward dating games any day. But after spending the last five years treading water in two long-term and often turbulent relationships, maybe you’re not so keen on diving back in just yet. Maybe this is a good opportunity for a little breather. Take some time to rest, regroup, reassess.
Begin again.
What a wonderful breath of fresh air it is to realize, in a moment of clarity, that there truly are plenty of other fish in the sea. Bigger, better, tastier fish. And maybe even a few that think you’re a catch, too. And if not this one, well, maybe the next?
Don’t disregard the immensity of the ocean. You’ve merely hugged the coastline so far.
amazing word play here, my friend. the last two sentences are by far my favorite..