I think the worst relationships are those where you both go in expecting the other to 'fix' everything wrong in your life, they fail, and you get mad. You fail, and they get mad. Then you both sit there, feeling angry and betrayed.
I really thought I was marrying my best friend. But, oh well. I could point out all his faults (mental illness, pathological lying etc) but the bottom line is that I wanted something so badly, that I was stupid and I made myself overlook the bad. I put on blinders and dove right in.
Not fair to anyone.
Ah, guess I grew up.
I'm single and I'm usually pretty happy. Of course, I've also already picked out names for my four future daughters. :o) I would dearly love to meet the right woman; it just hasn't happened yet. Being deathly shy doesn't help matters, either.
Maybe someday...