Phase I: Sex. Lots of it. What most judgmental folks would call the promiscuous* or “slut” phase. Subscribe to match.com. Lots of drinking, sleeping around. Some are happy, fun, exciting, thrilling, experiences, others are sad, empty, or lonely. Maybe not remember names of who you slept with. Entree into world of sexting and sending sexy pics.
Phase II: 1st serious relationship (is it love??). Subsequent heart break. Start dating again. This time join okcupid. Learned from sexy pic sending, now the pics you send are not your own; no one knows difference. Laugh to yourself.
Phase III: Self acceptance, self love. Ok being alone bc you’d rather not waste your time on people of no interest, regardless of whether you are getting laid or not. Start looking for the person with whom to spend the other 90% of life (the one to do laundry with, cook dinner alongside, the usual “boring” day-to-day stuff). Know hook ups are a dime a dozen and want to focus on finding quality not quantity.
Has anyone experienced this post Divorce? Is there a Phase IV?
* please note: the word promiscuous is a subjective term only defined in relative terms as “a person who is having more sex than you are”. So if you are calling someone else promiscuous, you are outing yourself as a sexless prude.