...to think we can find a good man and hold on to a relationship?
I have finally come to the conclusion that I am better off single, and I know for a fact that I am happier this way than I have ever been in any relationship.
I like my space. I am not a tidy person, and I am not a great cook. I am very overweight and can't imagine anyone desiring me. I am nice, kind and generous, but I am not very funny and I can be quite intense. I know lots of women far more witty and pretty than me who are unable to find a decent man, what hope have I? I seem to have ended up in the crappiest relationships with narcissistic, selfish, lazy men.
I know intellectially that love only causes me pain. I want to be free, so why do I keep craving to be tied down?
Life is good. I have no need of a man. I can do what I like, when I like and how I like. When I qualify as a teacher, I will be able to work anywhere I can find work. If I was in a relationship I wouldn't have this freedom. I have my DS, so I have had the experiece of mother hood at least. So why is it that I feel like I am grieving, then?