I'm a lucky newly single bloke. I have good friends who go places with me. I have some new friends who I get to go places with too, people who weren't around when I was in a couple. I also have some really old friends I've reconnected with. I take myself out on my own if I want to see something enough.
I do find the general day-to-day home/head maintenance a chore, and money/work/health problems are a definite negative to handle alone, my friends are very supportive but those are my biggest challenges, my biggest hurdles to just being able to relax and have fun. At least lack of income is what keeps me up at night now.
I'm at that stage now of looking around for things like part time work, groups to join, new (and old) hobbies, things like that.
Seems obvious that to move on you got to move on. I hate the phrase 'move on' though, it's kind of cheap. Two words that reflect huge confusion and massive disruption.
On reflection, I'll be much better off alone than being with somebody who didn't appreciate what I tried to do for her. Whatever I did was never appreciated/enough/sometimes it wasn't even accepted as being an effort, if that makes sense.
I am a little lonely, and would like to find some female company, though I'm lucky to have lots of female companionship, which does make me happy. Having said that, I don't feel like one night stands are right for me, nor do I want to fall into another relationship, so I'm feeling that accepting that this lonely feeling is just a natural state for anybody who is on their own is going to be the right way forward.
There's other things one can do with the energies you end up pumping into a relationship. Things that heal, entertain, stimulate or add to what's good in the world. Acceptance is what I think this is called.
The depression post break-up has been the hardest thing to handle. It has taken far too much time dealing with that. It was a very unexpected event, at least for me - I kind of thought we'd make an effort to patch things up if it ever came to such a point, but that didn't happen. We were married (unconventionally, but I meant it) you see. So that part of things is quite hard. But does get better.
Is this 'embracing singledom'?
There's a world of fun out there to enjoy, once your brain moves away from pining for what's gone and forward into thinking about what YOU want to be doing. Shit, there may even be some one night stands, but failing that there's always bands and booze, shopping, friendship, beautiful people, sometimes sunny skies and places you can go, books to read, things to do you didn't get to do before, And to eat. Also I never ever need to watch fucking Big Brother again, nor do I have to resist the urge to vomit when listening to David Gray.
It's all good. And it will be great one day.
Hope that helps.