I've had quite a diversity of men. I dated men of almost all ages. I fell for the popular, the bad guy, the super smart and ugly, the young and needy, the womanizer, the young and crazy, the all-good looks, the-man-with-so-many-issues, the filthy liar, the-prince-not-so-charming, etc, etc.. It felt like I was having a trial and error sort of man-hunt. So far, I failed, really bad.
When I met my son's father, I thought it was quite a fair deal. He's not at all good-looking but I knew and felt he was going to love me like no other and that he's going to be loyal, forever. But as it all turned out, looks and loyalty aren't really interrelated qualities. There's just so much temptation in the world, and a hell lot of weakness conspiring with it. So again, he's another Mr. Wrong. Oh well, maybe I have to stop trying.
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