I kicked my ex out in September after he had an affair and I'm gradually coming to terms with being alone.
I don't think I'll ever want another relationship. I've always been pretty independent, I'm okay on my own, have a reasonably active social life and plans. Life is definitely more stable, peaceful, and with far less anxiety.
But...its all a bit serious and a bit po-faced. I miss doing utterly ridiculous daft things and giggling. I miss in-jokes and someone going out of their way to make me laugh. I do laugh with my friends of course, but a couple of times a month isn't the same as those regular small interactions. I miss the mutual acceptance of weirdness. Laughing out loud.
But that seems to be it as far as missing being in a relationship goes.
Is there a way to recover this without people just thinking you are a loon, or do i have to accept life is just going to be less silly now and finally grow up in my 50s?