Buddy my friend, I have had a year of survival, but I have been arranging to see/talk to my friends regularly. I go to the gym, I’m sober, I’ve just started taking risks with my work. My moving situation is stressful but I’ve actively linked up with groups in both my old and new location. I have been sexually used and abandoned without turning that pain into aggression toward others… the last time I posted was six months ago. My current living situation is often unfair to me and with a little luck my move this month will pan out to greener pastures and I respectfully disagree with you, I am ready to meet new people and date. Nothing I do is coming with a sense of hurry but I can’t spend 100% of my time doing self work, as no one can, because I’m a human person deserving of connection and love. I am not going to spend any more of the youth I have left sequestering myself in search of a non-existent goal post when so much of my time is presently tied up in the survival aspects of life, I genuinely also need to be alive and connect to others lest I cement my c-ptsd in a state of solitude. Just because I haven’t given a play by play of my non-romantic social life does not mean it hasn’t existed. I often am the one who initiates plans because I have been forced into a state of constantly being self actualizing and often the more likely person to have follow through, and I do think I’m at a point where it’s fine to want someone to match my freak on that front.
My bliss would be my career popping fully off the cuff and making me loads of money. I am not easily bored and I’m never out of ideas, merely out of resources. It is my primary objective to break out of this. Being shuttered in a single room in a small house will hopefully change soon and I intend to ride that shift to make my work life better, but my work is done primarily in solitude and I’m well versed at having fun in a paper bag. So. Please don’t worry. The ex is blocked, the friends who helped me process it have been dished to, therapy is next week to clean the rest of it out and firetruck my ex forever. I’m not able to date until I move and I need more luck not getting screwed over in my next housing than I do at self acceptance or self preservation. If the adage that the right person will show up when I least expect it, they’ll materialize today… but such things are never true. We can’t find what we aren’t seeking.