Relationships are just too confusing! Date Tuesday, April 23, 2024 - 01:27 AM PST Topic Rant I've been doing this "relationships" thing for many years now, and I have come to one conclusion...this sh** sucks! When one is a teenager, one is too confused about who one is to even make an informed decision about them. Hopefully you are smart enough to not get pregnant while you are still in this confused and hormone ridden stage. When one is in their 20's the world (and hormones) tells you it's time to pair up and breed. Yet you still don't even have yer crap together yet...yer just putting the pieces together! By now you just may find yourself with a couple of rug-rats tearing up your home and killing off whatever social life you were vain enough to beleive you had. You're trying to juggle family, job, sex and brats...and don't get me wrong...I love the little sh**s!! I'm just realistic about them. It's hard to hold things together. So by now you're either on the brink of divorce, going to family therapy, living in a sincerely disfuncional environment with both of your parents in your bed, or in such deep denial that wading boots won't even help. Enter the thirties! If your relationship survived your twenties, just re-read the above paragraph. If you finally got that divorce, then comes single parenthood and trying to date again. This psychologically puts you back into your teen days again. Self-doubt rears it's ugly head and taunts you with questions about you, your life, your kids, your job or career, your home, and the extrenious things like ex's, the ex's family, visitation and child-support (if you're the one who got loose wtihout the rug rats, and these things are not on your mind too, you deserve to die.) If you got through the first twenty-odd years without a child, you're one of the fortunate ones. I am one of those. But...TA DA! There's step-parenthood! If you married someone with curtain-climbers, or if you divorced and survive to marry or at least live with someone again (who was a breeding factory) you have a whole new set of rules! Now you have these cute little "janes" and/or "johns" running all over the place; f***ing with your head and emotions; telling you how much they don't have to listen to you, and why; lying to you and their mom, and basicly going through their own brand of trauma because daddy or mommy has left the scene and the kids are too young to deal with this in a good way. So now you become attached to the lil' f***s, you really love them, and BAM something happens to their parent. If you don't have legal custody...forget ever seeing the kids again, unless you have enough money to afford six attorneys and go through court for the next twenty years, until the kids are adults. So now you've been through all the troubles of raising them, cleaning up puke and diapers, staying up all night with them...and don't get anything out of it but a torn up soul for your attachment. oh! And ex's!!! He he he. Just try to remain friends with your ex and meet a new kindred soul! Hell, sometimes just try to remain friends with your ex! This is all so complicated that I think I'm about ready to bow-out and let the curtain close! Being single is so much easier...even if I do get called a "slut" because I beleive in getting laid. Anyhow, I just had to let this all out. And if you call me a slut...my response to you is: Thank You. This article comes from Shmeng http://www.shmeng.com/ The URL for this story is: http://www.shmeng.com/modules.php?op=modload&name=News&file=article&sid=287