What’s sad is, I think I could love a guy the way he wants to be loved. I could be a great partner. But my first husband was fine when we had no kids, though super jealous and I let him control me too much, but when the babe was born suddenly he remembered how much he hated mothers, and now that included me. And my second “disappeared” from me and the kids into a rather convenient mental illness. So no one appreciated my gifts. And now I don’t see the point in marriage. Never asked any alimony, don’t even get child support. I respect a man’s down time and his own time as I do my own, and I LOVE to have fun. But now I have too much responsibility to have any fun at all. But having three sons I despise man bashing. I hate it in women. Man bashing, husband-stressing wives make me sick. Sometes my own gender really bugs me, even though I have great women friends. Some women, lots of American women, play too many games.