Single granny wants to date

A buddy, someone you can tell everything to, someone you can trust—that's what I hope to find. Divorced and alone.

If I'm being completely honest, my boyfriend doesn't want to have sex with me anymore because I'm chubby. I'm always horny and can satisfy him. I even caught him cheating. Why do I still have to be the good housewife and not be allowed to have sex with another man?

I can't say I'm in the prime of my life anymore, but I am in the prime of my second youth. I enjoy it every day. But the vacations I take alone are getting a bit boring.

Your life doesn't end after a divorce, that's what I keep telling myself. But it's getting a bit hard to keep believing it now. I still haven't found anyone willing to go through fire for me. So maybe it is true after all? That your life ends after a divorce? Or are you going to prove me wrong?