opticnerve

I'm done with relationships. Trying to make them work is like owning furniture from Ikea. They come with no understandable instructions to put them together, there are always pieces that are either missing or just don't fit, and even if you do manage to assemble the assorted pieces into furniture, what you have built will fall apart unexpectedly on you at some near point in the future.

I think I'm passed my relationship expiration date. Who would want to date a 30 something who still hasn't figured out how to put it all together to make something last?