This is the warning sign all women should carry, at least for my sake.
Some months ago, M said: “You’re no fun when you’re dating”. And suddenly it hit me: She was right!
I think after my personal life the last two years, I have managed to become what I was trying to avoid and maybe criticize in the first place:
A sworn bachelor.
After slowly realizing that my view of relationships as romantic fairytales was (aside from gay lol) driving me to a very dark path, I got into thinking.
And M’s comment, hit me like a punch in the balls: I was definitely having and being more fun when single.
And then I built my nest, as most people do nowadays: My strict personal space, in which I’d run to after a hint of a new disappointment.
Now I am just wondering where this is leading me. I don’t think it needs special skills to see where, but is it really where I want to end?
