When we’re hurt and abandoned and adrift, we want to find something stable and grounded as soon as possible.
We want to feel known the way we were before when we had someone that felt as familiar as home and as cozy as a cashmere blanket.
I can tell you with confidence: Not all the good ones are taken!
And, to be frank, the horror stories are often more fun to share than the stories about good, quality men.
You will be known again, but it will be as the person you are now—just as lovable but all the more enlightened.