I'm back..and here to stay.

I've realized that I have so much inside of me that needs to come out. I never poured my heart out on a blog..but here goes. I am a pro dumpee. Meaning that I get dumped professionally..well, on a professional level. That's not to say that I am a wretched person. No. I am just not good with men. Men don't seem to want to BE with me. I don't know what it is.As soon as I mention commitment..it's the sound of screeching tires. I often wonder what is so wrong with me..why I can't seem to have a loving relationship..and if I'm going to die alone. I'm 38. I've never been married, nor been asked. Spinster..that I am.

I think it's just the nature of the beast. The man I want doesn't want a commitment..but was more than happy enough to pretend. I look at myself and wonder what is so wrong with me. I used to think that maybe it wasn't meant for me to be happy. Life can be a cruel joke, can't it? I'm so good at crying. I really am..