It never ceases to amaze me how people who have never been in your situation love giving you advice about how to get out of your situation.
The advice they give is always extremely broad and useless, but you can see their faces lighting up like they solved your entire existence with one stupid statement.
The most fun part is that you never asked for any advice.
Them (in their 40’s, married for 20 years): Ow, your single? Well, just go out there and meet someone. There is a perfect half for each of us, you know.
Me (39, ugly divorce, beautiful daughter, decent-looking guy): Well, Sandy, it’s not that easy to meet someone in general, and when you add my baggage to the equation, it gets a tad harder. I mostly feel bored, lonely, and horny, so I have to fight the urge to get into a relationship just to not be alone anymore, which would be a bad idea. I am not single because I am alone on some stranded island where there are no people. I am single because although I’ve met many people since my divorce, I have yet to meet that person who puts a smile on my face for no reason at all. And by the way, your husband is cheating.
I would like to say that, but I don’t. I smile, nod, and say thank you.
Sandy goes on feeling like she saved my life – a hero – after telling me I should go out there and meet someone, and I pick up my baggage and go home thinking – do I really look that stupid? Laughing and crying at the same time.
So, for all you single people reading this, let me pass Sandy’s nugget onto you. Just go out there. Out where? I don’t know; she did not tell me.
Out there, somewhere, in the jungle, in the woods, on the streets.
Out there.
With love, yours truly, Cristian.