Or more accurately, a marriage, a true love. Ever since I was a teen I wanted to build a life with someone. I did meet some great people but due to childhood issues I never embraced these opportunities and pushed many decent men away. My life has been constantly lonely. I have a son who I adore but obviously isn’t the same. I can’t imagine what it’s really like to share your home with someone you have built a life with. I feel grief over it. Very sad.