I am darn near 35 years old and I have decided that it is time to throw in the towel when it comes to love. Love is like the lottery. You should play because there is a chance you can win but you shouldn't play too often and you shouldn't have high hopes because the odds are against you. At 35 I've spent almost a third of my three decades in a terrible relationship that morphed into a terrible marriage. I spent another third of my life dating one dud after another. During that time, I was often too damaged from the last dbag to appreciate the next dbag who may not have been a dbag but I was too damaged to know. Dating sucks that way. You want to give yourself time to recover the last horrible relationship but another part of you doesn't want to push away a potentially good opportunity when what seems like a nice guy or girl is knocking at your door. So you take a chance (there's that lottery again) but you make the mistake of having your hopes a smidgen too high....
Rants, Raves, Reviews and Reflections... From A Lady With Lots Of Kinks In Her Thinking.