A friend told me today that it's common for married men nowadays to cheat.

That brings me to the question: If it's so common for married men and women (per newspaper reports) to cheat, why then do we aspire to find "The One" and get married? It doesn't naturally equate happily-ever-after as we've been brainwashed since young. In fact, if one gets saddled with children and subsequently find that your Other Half is cheating on you, you might have to stay in an unhappy marriage for the sake of the children.

How long can love last? Can it survive the trials of money, family, different living habits and temptations outside?

For me, I know that if I love a man, I do so wholeheartedly, meaning I stay faithful and I work at solving relationship problems. But this wholeheartedness is not reciprocated by Someone, no matter how much he claims to love me.

I always envisioned myself married at 25 and having children by 30. Not happening. In fact, I was grousing to Su that I might end up being a 'bachelorette' my whole life. But is that really so bad? True, I do not have the companionship of a Other Half. Neither do I have someone to hug and kiss me etc etc. However, nor do I have the quarrels, mistrust and misery. Life's smooth, with no ups nor downs.

My jumbled thoughts. I'm coming to terms with the possibility of a second breakup between us.

# posted by Shopaholic : 12:05 AM