It has been lovely.

Waking up every day going, "Oh, no one's going to make me cry today but me."

The peace, it's lovely.

Here's the thing.

Being single is not what sucks.

Dating is what sucks, and you can opt out of that.

Dating is what's shitty.

The constant push and pull of hope and disappointment.

Dating feels like being a stuffed animal in a claw machine.

"Oh my God, it's happening."

"No, it's not."

"Oh, my God. Here we go!"

"Wow, I can't believe I told people. That's embarrassing."

"And you're just moving me over to get you something else. I understand. I get that."

And things change so quickly as you're getting older, too.

I had a friend, I didn't talk to her for a couple weeks.

I called her to catch up.

She goes, "You'll never guess. I think I met my soulmate on Bumble."

Gone, just like that.

They're getting married this spring.

We were lying in the same pile of stuffed animals for years.

I close my eyes for 2 minutes, and when I open them, she was outside the glass going, "It'll happen for you too!"