I’m a woman who has lived with two female partners over the years.
Space was always very limited, so there were regular annoyances and I craved time to myself, but somehow couldn’t stomach living alone or being single.
Now after the end of a relationship with a woman who turned out to be not only very controlling, but had an aversion to cleaning, I’m beginning to change my approach.
Living with her had b the end become so very stressful.
She could be incredibly grumpy for no apparent reason once the honeymoon phase had worn off.
We split finances, but she had more outgoings, so I was not actually really any better off.
On the other hand, she was great at life admin, but I did not actually need anything managed for me, it was great she was a whizz at doing her own stuff.
In the end, I realised the relationship was of no benefit to me, whilst it was extremely beneficial for her, not unlike the many stories of living with men in this thread!
I regret all the years that I didn’t know how to be alone. Now that I am comfortable with this, and do NOT want a partner, it has seemed to make me somehow more eligible, it’s very strange. Human beings can be very contrary.
The trick has been to learn to be able to comfort and reassure myself and recognise my own value and internal power, thus not needing a partner.
I would now consider a partner a pleasant addition when the time is right, rather than an emotional and financial drain.
The pleasant addition can keep their own home and do their own washing and stay out of my safe-haven!
Its been one of the biggest gifts of my life to come to this realisation.
I hope I’m not becoming a misanthrope!
Don’t they say the longer you spend alone the weirder or more eccentric you might become… how have other posters found this?