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That is life my friend. Just because the men you have met are rude and inconsiderate, it does not mean that all men are like that. Let me start off by saying this article is in no way trying to bash those who are in a relationship.

May as well get something out of it. I became a part of that bunch too. If I can make time to look good for you, then I feel you can try to look good too. These guys really have no interest in claiming their manhood.

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In American culture, it's generally assumed that everybody wants to be married, or to be in a long-term relationship. It's assumed that everybody should be hitched up, and that everybody would be better off that way. Oh, sure, if you've just broken up with someone, it's considered prudent to take a break between relationships. But it's generally thought that this break is just that -- a break. A temporary pause in the normal, correct state of affairs: the state of being in love. It's assumed that, once a decent interval has passed, of course you'll want to get back in the love game. I was single for twelve years before my wife Ingrid and I fell in love. I am a huge fan of taking time to consider not just when to be coupled again and with whom, but whether to be coupled again. I am a huge fan of learning to be okay about being single: learning, not just to be okay with it, but to be actively happy about it. But how does that work? There are two basic things going on here. They're going to seem paradoxical, but they're really not. Paradox resolution is forthcoming, I promise. Thing One: Being single for so long was, in and of itself, awesome. Thing Two: Being single for so long has made my marriage stronger. Let's get to Thing One first. Being single for twelve years was one of the best experiences of my life. It taught me self-reliance. It taught me self-confidence. It taught me an immense amount about who I was. It taught me how to keep myself company. It taught me how to keep myself sane. And for most of those years, it was just plain fun. I did what I wanted to, when I wanted to do it. I went to the movies when I wanted. I hung out with my friends when I wanted. I went out to nightclubs or sex clubs or nerdy folk dances when I wanted. I let the dishes rot in the sink when I felt like it. And I felt like it a lot. I fucked dozens of different women: casual personal-ad hookups, ongoing fuckbuddies who became genuine friends, women at sex clubs whose names I never knew. I never would have known how valuable and fun being single was if I hadn't thought to try it. Whether that's a shirt or a relationship, we can often make educated guesses but until we take it off the hanger and put it on, we don't really know for sure. I've spoken with a lot of people who thought that a particular sexual activity or relationship structure wouldn't work for them until they tried it. You can't try on a shirt if you don't know it's on the rack... An important point to make here: For most of those twelve solo years, I wasn't just happily single. I was consciously and deliberately single. I wasn't single for twelve years out of bad luck or bad vibes or bad dating skills. I was single because I chose to be single. By the time I fell in love with Ingrid, I was beginning to be open to serious relationships... I made it clear to anyone I was dating, right at the outset, that dating me was not going to end with us walking down the aisle. So why the hell did I get married? That brings us to Thing Two, and the apparent paradox. Yes, being single for so long was a completely valuable and fun experience for its own sake. And at the same time: My marriage is stronger because of the years I spent on my own. Being single for twelve years laid the emotional foundation for my side of this marriage. A significant part of it, anyway. Some of that is because, when I was single, I did a whole lot of soul-searching. About love, and a bucketload of other stuff. Having room to just be myself for a few years gave me the chance to figure out some bad emotional habits... I learned how to sort out what I wanted and felt from what other people told me I should want and feel. I learned how to balance assertiveness and clarity with generosity and kindness -- or, as I put it to a friend recently, how to find the window between being a demanding, high-maintenance asshole and being a doormat. I learned why I kept being attracted to emotionally broken drug addicts... I learned how to find the sexiness and the intensity and the compelling sense of fascination and intrigue -- in sane, balanced, stable people. And without all that, I doubt that my relationship with Ingrid would have lasted six months -- much less thirteen years. But there's something else here: something more crucial, something that's right at the heart of this apparent paradox I keep talking about. Knowing that I can be happily single makes it easier to be happily married. My marriage is stronger because I see it as a real choice. I don't feel trapped into it, and it's not a default slot I fell into. It's a choice between genuinely competing options, with real plusses and minuses to each of them. I'm not with Ingrid because I'm afraid of being alone. I'm with Ingrid because I want to be with Ingrid. So when I'm feeling cranky about something that's less than perfect in our marriage -- a compromise we made about money that I'm not totally happy with, an evening when we're both tired and cranky and are snapping at each other, a party I promised to go to that I just don't feel like coping with -- the upsets aren't compounded by feeling trapped into them. Remembering that this is my choice reminds why I made it -- and why I continue to make it. When I'm feeling happy about our marriage -- which is most of the time, by a significant margin -- that happiness is enhanced by the freedom with which we chose it. Our happiness isn't a slot we got slotted into and were lucky enough to fit. We've worked our asses off for it. So it feels like ours. It belongs to us. But as passionate as I feel about this question of choice -- of making our own conscious decisions about our own damn relationships, and not letting ourselves get slotted into them by default -- I have to admit that things aren't always that simple. More Some research suggests that having too many choices can make us as unhappy as not having any. It can overwhelm us, paralyze us, make us anxious about whether our choices are right, make us blame ourselves when things don't work out, create a perpetual loop of second-guessing, raise our expectations to an impossible level. Think about shopping for olive oil. If there's only one kind on the grocery store shelf, we don't much like that, especially if it's a kind we don't like... This is a point Dr. Klein was emphatic about. When I interviewed him about this question -- about default decisions in general, and about the specific default decision of being coupled over being single --- he pointed out that not everybody is as enamored of choice as I am. Personally, he also has a strong philosophical attachment to making his own free choices about his own life... Glickman is another fan of tailoring our relationships to fit instead of just buying them off the rack, he also acknowledges the challenges to this approach. I'm not trying to make a new rule that everyone has to follow. I'm trying to be a role model for an option some people might not have considered. As much as the demanding, high-maintenance asshole in me would love to tell everyone to live their lives exactly like I do, I can't seriously argue that absolutely everybody should be single, and should try to be happy being single, for X amount of time before they get coupled again. I don't want to replace the old set of Thou Shalts with a new one. I'm just trying to say: Being single is an option. It's a valid option: temporarily, or indefinitely. It's one that some people are genuinely happy with. I was, for close to twelve years. If you tend to feel trapped in relationships -- or if you get panicky and freaked-out when you're not in one -- it's an option you might consider. It's an option that might make you happy, simply because it's fun and valuable for its own sake. And it's an option that might do a world of good for any future relationships.

Hi Allison, you sound like you have read my thoughts, communication is the key, was married for 25 years and the most important thing is to communicate to each other on all topics not con your own. Here's how you can come to her rescue and be her hero or heroine when the red devil pays his monthly visit: 1. And at the same time: My marriage is stronger because of the years I spent on my own. It is north to forgive, but to never forget. Have a glass of wine. No need to stock any amber liquor just because he wants to drink it straight and pretend he's Hemingway or whatever. Personal Data Collected When you visit our Website, we collect certain information related to your autobus, such as your IP address, what pages you visit on our Website, whether you were referred to by another website, and at what time you accessed our Website. Some stay single becasue they are forced to care for a sick parent. A healthy relationship is a beautiful gift, and you should be met on being able to receive such a gift. We liked each other, but there was no love.