They say I'm an eight year old dreamer waiting for my prince charming. Well, at least I used to be , but I gave up!
>First there was my husband, an arrogant dictator and night wanderer, from whom I got divorced after 20 years of mental torture and pain.
>Then the "tuna", a compulsive liar and flirt, fell in love with my house (I thought he was in love with me
) and he kept hanging around until he was finally able to shack up with me for 18 months. I ended up kicking him out because he wouldn't waste one single opportunity to flirt with young chicks "under my nose".
>Then the "cat"; the liberal liar who presented himself as being separated and father to a four year old girl. We saw each other once or twice a week in my house, after work, strictly for supper and sex. Three months after we met and because I found his behaviour strange he ended up confessing that he had other lovers when I confronted him with the question. From then on we were on and off for another 9 months until I dumped him permanently. When I was feeling weak and considering seeing him again,I ended up finding out that he never stopped visiting his daughter's mother for sex as well. I found this out through her.
Would you continue believing that it's worth the while to waste your energy on relationships if you were in my place?
I gave up