Peasblossom - that is excellent and so true. On my 25th wedding anniversary I was in a Solicitors trying to arrange divorce. I was 'got at' by Social Services (my hubbie was very disabled), and persuaded to stop those proceedings. (Serious mistake on my part).
Stumbled along for another twelve years, when he got up and went. Leaving me in dire situation....but I survived.
Eventually I sorted out my life and began to enjoy it. Children all leaving the family home. I had younger friends who seemed desperate to get me to find another 'man'. I was not at all interested and finally had to tell them this in no uncertain terms.
For the last eighteen years I have lived by myself and really love it. Only me to consider when and what I eat, go to bed, watch on tv, etc. etc.
There have been the few occasions when I would have liked to have 'a man in the cupboard' to take out and dust down to go out to dinner or theatre with, but these occasions are very few indeed.
I am fortunate that I am in close touch with my adults children, and enjoy going to (in normal times) lots of meetings, etc with U3A, etc. However, there is no way I would even consider having any sort of relationship with any man and most definitely would never share my home with anyone.