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Why didn't I marry that guy or even THAT guy? Both of them just wanted to get laid/have God-approved orgasms, but it still would've been WAY better than the person I married. The second one engaged in borderline stalking behavior, so I tended to lump both suitors together in my mind even though the first guy, in general, only made me mildly uncomfortable. Of course, the first guy's cousin sent me a dick pic, so that might have made family gatherings a little awkward.

It would've been better to marry no one at all, but with the romantic that I was, I wasn't going to be content until someone treated me like s**t or I made an ass of myself in some way.

My charms were few. I was just the only single, JW female around. It was like one of those post-apocalyptic movies, but instead of there being one man and one women, there were several men and one woman and masturbation was strictly prohibited. That sort of thing. I'm sure that whoever's reading this will find it perfectly relatable.

I've talked about this before but I think it impacted my future relationships. I didn't know what normal was.

Occasionally, a traveling speaker with a daughter would come for a Sunday service, and their attention would be briefly diverted. However, things would return to normal at the next meeting. This went on for years. My family thought it was funny.

I went on my date today. I think it went well. Although with our height difference, when we hugged I almost knocked her hat off!

I’m officially done with dating. I just like to post in L&D because it’s fun.

Being alone isn’t so bad.



A winter's day
In a deep and dark December

I am alone
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow
I am a rock I am an island

I've built walls
A fortress deep and mighty
That none may penetrate
I have no need of friendship, friendship causes pain
It's laughter and it's loving I disdain
I am a rock I am an island

Don't talk of love
Well I've heard the word before
It's sleeping in my memory
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died
If I never loved I never would have cried
I am a rock I am an island

I have my books
And my poetry to protect me
I am shielded in my armor
Hiding in my room safe within my womb
I touch no one and no one touches me
I am a rock I am an island

And a rock feels no pain
And an island never cries

^ Absolutely.

My aunt would agree. She chose to live a life of solitude. I never thought that it was strange because I simply grew up knowing that some prefer to live in their own company.

She had flings as a teenager apparently, but decided that she preferred her own space. Every so often she visits.

There is a great deal of difference between being alone compared to being lonely.

I proposed to my partner last night.

Woot.

The answer was a line from a Cary Grant movie.

Guess it and I’ll cyber-hug you.