I’m new to Reddit and I hope I reach a few with some insight. It’s not easy for me to reach out, mostly because I was raised to be self-sufficient and I generally struggle matching words to emotions (ew…feelings). I’m 42/F, divorced, no kids, 2 degrees, a good job, and now own my own home. I *should* be in a great place but I waffle daily (even hourly) between being content in my singleness and wanting a good person in my life.

I was a hot mess in my 20s/ early 30s and got my ass to therapy. I lost a bunch of weight, had goals, looked and felt amazing. Then my foundation crumbled over a period of 6 or 7 years. My father is no longer in my life, I l moved a lot, my brother died last year, and my cat of 12 years. It’s just me and my mom now. All the weight is back even though I’m learning to enjoy running again (even in winter). I’m still in therapy and have done a lot of work on myself internally - like establishing boundaries and dealing with heartbreak and loss.

Ironically, the more I work on myself, the more disconnected I become. I dated this guy on and off for 5 years (amidst working on myself) until he proposed this last time and then broke it off a month later. I’m better off, I know that. Too much drama with a LVM who was used to the person he knew years prior and not supportive of change.

OLD is a complete joke. Horny scrotes, liars who want “honesty and communication,” or they have kids and want to debate why I don’t. (That’s always pleasant and leaves me feeling overwhelmed and like a complete shit of a woman). OR there’s just no chemistry. I work from home and don’t go out except for errands. I tried Meetup and that didn’t work either.

I should disclose that I have autism and while I’ve mastered masking, social interaction is not easy for me. I was diagnosed very late in life which explained a few things, but also means I’m still learning how it defines me. I HATE thinking of it as a disability. And I rarely tell people because they don’t believe me anyway. I’m also extremely sensitive to EVERYTHING (mostly sound and smell). I limit being out in public just so it doesn’t suck the life out of me. Not complaining - only giving some context.

I’m in a specific kind of therapy called Acceptance and Commitment Therapy (ACT). I can accept choices I’ve made. The hardest part is accepting myself and committing to my boundaries and values at the risk of being alone (not in a relationship) the rest of my life. I want to believe there are decent, honest, supportive, kind men out there. And while I don’t expect him to land in my lap, how do I find this person without it being a complete waste of time and energy?

I also don’t believe I’m the only one in this limbo of sorts. I appreciate you reading and for any thoughts. Take care everyone!