Still Single at 38? Here’s the Truth.

Still Single, Still Living Fully

Being single at 38 isn’t something I feel I need to explain — but people often wonder. Sometimes they ask directly, sometimes not. The assumption is that something must be missing. But in truth, my life feels full. I’ve built a rhythm I love: days shaped by nature, movement, meaningful work, and travel. I’ve lived boldly — from leaving my office job in France to exploring the world with a backpack. I’ve learned how to be alone without feeling lonely. I enjoy my own company, I know what brings me peace, and I’ve grown confident walking my own path.

Open to Love, But Not in a Rush

I’m not closed to love — far from it. I’m just not in a rush to grab the first version that comes along. I’ve had sweet connections and passing stories, but I’m holding space for something deeper: love that feels calm and kind, steady and reciprocal. I’m not into games, fast dating, or complicated setups. I like slowness. Honesty. Real conversations. I’m drawn to men who are emotionally present, who express how they feel, who enjoy life’s simple joys — a swim, a laugh, a quiet moment. I want warmth, sensuality, playfulness, and a connection that feels safe and real.

Whole Before the Relationship

My life isn’t on pause. I’m not waiting for love to “start” living. I already am. I feel grounded in who I am — in my work as a yoga teacher, sound healer, and ceremony guide. I take care of my body, nurture my spirit, and find beauty in the everyday. I don’t know if I’ll have children, and that’s okay. What I do know is that I’m open to love that adds to my life, not fixes it. I want to grow with someone, not shrink to fit. I’m single — not because I haven’t been chosen, but because I choose carefully.

Love,

Flo