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I have a confession to make.

I'm a romantic.

It's gotten me in trouble more than once, when I've given far too much credit to men that didn't deserve it. Boys, I should say, since none of them have really had the cojones to take responsibility for their actions. In any case, I've been a sucker for a long time. I like cuddling and kissing and sweet talk and romantic dates, but most of all I like feeling like I'm the most important person to someone.

I am not the kind of girl who can share. I am not jealous of just anybody, but I certainly don't want to be dating people who are dating lots of people. Occasionally I've gotten into situations where I wasn't made aware of the other person's extracurricular activities, especially in cases where I essentially WAS the extracurricular activity, and I completely regret those. It makes me feel dirty inside to know that I've actually wasted time, energy, and emotion on somebody who would do that. Not worried about anybody else's relationship practices--what works for me is one at a time.

There's a man in my life now who makes me feel like I'm the greatest thing ever. Not once have I ever had cause to doubt that he loves me and thinks about me and wants to be with me and only me. He is supportive and sympathetic but doesn't let me get away with bullshit, and I do the same for him.

Anyway, I just wanted to share. I know you might be getting sick of reading about this, but I was recently reminded of how badly people have treated me in the past, and how many women out there are willing to put up with so much crap from such losers. (not that there aren't great guys out there putting up with crap from girls who aren't worthy to lick their boots--some of whom are on my friends list)