u/OddFondant6343

And now I think I may have a problem.
I met someone.
We went dancing.
He’s younger (3 years only).
It was supposed to be nothing just music, fun, and a good night.

But now I’m catching myself thinking about him, replaying little moments, and wondering if this is excitement… or me forgetting everything Reddit taught me about staying grounded while waiting for the right kind of love.

Maybe the real problem isn’t that he’s younger.

Maybe it’s that I can’t tell if this is genuine connection… or just the thrill of feeling seen again.

[supprimé]

I didn’t survive a bad marriage, gas prices, and menopause just to die single. If love won’t come peacefully, I’m about to start recruiting aggressively… because nobody wants me or what?

I should be patient… the love of my life is probably out there somewhere, arguing over who gets the air fryer in his divorce settlement.