i’m dating now. it is consuming. it is an escape. i have a few loves, and i have men i just escape into. i have had men love me who i haven’t loved back, vice versa.

so much of this post spoke to me. it’s such a quagmire this single mamahood lonliness/dating/escapism/nurture your soul thing.

“I could spend all night chatting with guys about ridiculously inane things, instead doing that which truly nourishes my spirit - writing, and reading.”

I think this often when I am engaging in the cat and mouse game, but I do it, because it is an escape. Because I am not mama in that moment, I am not worker in that moment.

I do it because there are long gaps in time when I am with someone, and I feel totally in love and utterly alive.

But it doesn’t solve the lonliness, really. The loneliness is deeper.