Well...brief summary of my life so far (taking a deep breath) LSS (what I call my Lying Sack of Crap XH) came home in Feb of 2006 and told me ILYBINILWY and left. I found out the day before mother's day that he had been living with OW since he left and also found out that he was a diagnosed sociopath (yup...for real) and have contacted him 1x since then for an insurance question. We were together for 7 years (he is not my children's bio-dad, just the only dad they knew) He had been plotting to leave for a very long time and left me with 6-7 mths over due bills, no money in the account and he took the new car!!!! (Isn't he the SWEETEST?) I wa sworking part-time and searching for a teaching job. Finally, 2 weeks before he new school year, I was hired at a great school, moved 2 1/2 hours away to a great little town, got my life under control and have been enjoying everything since then!!! In the very beginning, I tried to fill every second of time because I was so distraught over everything. I totally hear you on the stress induced weight loss!!!
I think that we all know when the time is right to start dating again. We just have to listen to ourselves. I have learned to enjoy my life as I have learned to slow down. I hated that frantic out of control phase where I practically had to remind myself to breath.
Your right, a lot of time holes opened up for me after I go tmy job and moved. I am looking for a fun class to join (as a single mom...my life has a sort of routine...and I discovered that I am really an intorvert after describing myself as an extrovert for years!!!!...so I actually need to try to seek out things to bring me into contact with people)
One of my resolutions has been to meet more people an be thankful for the ones that have come into my life...and to recognize the reasons they came into it.
I actually feel rather silly for still calling LSS, LSS!!! I think about him so little and whenI named him that, I think he still had some sort of power over me...he had the power to make me feel wronged, the power to hurt me. He doesn't have that any more (yippee)
I don't know when I will be ready to actually "date" someone again but I have read on here...the almost frantic desire some people have to move on and the anger that is behind it.(I'm not suggestiing or implying that I felt that way from your post)I guess, I was expressing that sentiment in my response to you. the question of why finding someone new is the true testiment that soemone has moved on...does that make sense?
