Whoa! If it’s one thing I’ve learned from blogging…people love a whiff of misery. I’m expecting a tsunami of hits on this post. It’s human nature: people like to read about those who are worse off than they are so they can feel better about themselves. Or, we like to read about someone who has the same problem, so we feel we’re in the same boat.
Well, no misery here except, very simply: At this august moment in my life, I can look back and say: I have never been properly, truly loved by a man.
This is going to be a controversial post. I know lots of you out there aren’t going to like it. Maybe I’ll even be wiped from your address book, or as we say today, contact list. But I bet you’ll keep on reading.
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If you have a lover or a beloved, you probably like Valentine’s Day. It’s a good day for feeling smug. But only if s/he gives you a card or flowers, or dinner or chocolates or a diamond. If they forget: not a good day.