I’m a good boy. Good looking, single and turn 51 in two weeks.
I love women and no one is confused about that fact.
Just had coffee with a friend and she asked if I was ever going to marry.
“Nope!”.
Same here — been married and done with it, now I’m a born again bachelor. No more arguments, no more in-laws, no more psychodrama.
I spend my life-energy looking after my parents, and that’s the most important calling I can imagine.