The fact is, I can probably find a way to get along with just about anyone. And I know all relationships, even the best ones, take work.
But after all this time, when it comes to finding a mate, it’s either going to have to be someone amazing (to me), or no one at all. This is non-negotiable.
I’d rather die alone, at this point, than settle. I won’t do that to myself. I wouldn’t want to do that to someone else. I won’t do that for the children I’d like to raise. And I especially won’t do that because it sets a bad example.
So what I’m saying is, stop messing around. Because we both know I’m not going to budge on this. And and bleak as it looks some days, and as difficult as finding that special someone may seem at times, I’m pretty sure I’m not going to die alone, either…
So stop screwing around…
PS. She doesn’t have to totally get my sense of humor, but it would help.
“The minute you settle for less than you deserve, you get even less than you settled for.” — Maureen Dowd