Women don't give themselves permission to fall apart and we certainly don't want to be seen as not having our shit together. That's become taboo in a culture that, for women especially, demands the lie of seamlessness, of perfection, of freedom from blemishes and funky lighting and embarrassing angles.
Laugh a lot, cry a little, and continue to make the memories of a lifetime. Always choose to live by your rules, and let others live by their own. This is your time, your moment, your life, and you're going to be great. So be proud of yourself, you're surviving on your (almost) own for the first time in your life.
When I was younger the search for this mythical creature was tedious, comical, painful, bemusing, exhausting, frustrating, confusing and disconcerting. Now that I'm in my late 50s and look back on the guys I kicked to the curb as well as the ones I let get away, I feel mostly empowered. And this is why.
We are fortunate to live in this time and in this country where we can find support from women and men who strongly believe in the value of women, their worth, even their mindfulness. Indeed life is challenging and sometimes risky. We can sit back and let it pass by or we can take charge and speak up...not just once in awhile but consistently.