Three years ago I went into a relationship for all the wrong reasons. My history has been one of toyboys, and a work-phobic husband, with the norm being that I have always bankrolled the expenses.
So, three years ago, in amongst a funfilled romp through the internet dating scene, I come across an older man who makes all the right wealthy, self sufficient noises. My initial reaction to him, is 'No, this is way too old for me, and not my style'. So after about 2 weeks, in which I do not see him , but he phones me daily without fail, I take stock of my options. Young boys and lonely Saterday nights, or old man, dinners, gifts, and no expenses. And, I go against all that is true to me, and opt for the 'easy' road.
My only saving grace is that the one promise I made myself was to never succumb to marriage, and I stood firm on this issue.
After two years I was more miserable than a penguin in a desert, and one of my friends kept saying 'What is the best for Tina?' , and for the past year I lied to myself and allowed myself to stay in an unhappy soul destroying relationship.
Eventually I am on the road to freedom, and to being my own person, and I find myself looking at people in relationships, and wondering 'What part of your soul did you sell?'
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