Have you never fallen in love?

[Shizuoka Dolphin]

Are you in your 40s or 50s, have never fallen in love, have married out of obligation to the kids you happened to spawn, now hate the sight of your spouse and think all this true love stuff is just a myth?

Would be interested to know how people cope with a life without love.

 

[Tooting Gull]

The answer is no - but what brought this on? Are you working on a Mike Leigh film?

 

[Bluejuice]

I am in love with many things: pancakes, beer, class A's... BUT I have never felt the warm and satisfying glow of plutonic love between a man and a woman, or indeed man and man.

I am only 25 however.

Any volunteers?

I make a good pancake

 

[1959]

I am in love with many things: pancakes, beer, class A's... BUT I have never felt the warm and satisfying glow of plutonic love between a man and a woman, or indeed man and man.

I am only 25 however.

Any volunteers?

I make a good pancake

PLUTONIC LOVE? My God, I'm glad I haven't ever felt that warm glow.
Platonic love, on the other hand, is all warm and fuzzy.
25? Plenty of time yet.

 

[Bluejuice]

No I want the GLOW of PLUTONIC love

 

[Tesco in Disguise]

i've been in love. fallen out of it. and am starting to fall in for a second time (though dont tell her).

it's the best feeling in the world.

 

[NMH]

Been there a couple of times, and once or twice stayed with girlfriends in the hope that things would develop into something stronger (which didn't happen). A couple of the 'loved ones' would not have been good to stay with though, and hindsight helps that knowledge!

I have imagined that there are people out there who might settle, because they want - or, already have kids with a partner they don't have any deep love with. Also, many fall out of love, and after having children, so they feel locked into the situation.

It must seem selfish to part from a family when there are kids involved - but if the situation isn't very bearable, or is (in front of the kids) dire, then it's a better example to the children if they split. You only live once, let's face it.

However, sometimes the other grass looks green but isn't, so people have to use considered judgement of how to make the best of it, if it's still redeemable to stay in a relationship and not screw around.

Personally I'd rather stay single than settle, just for the sake of being with another person. Some people are not comfortable with themselves and seem to just have to glom onto others, in order to feel worthwhile. I especially want to avoid women like that, I want to trust a girl's motives, not think she's too dependent NOT to be in a relationship.

 

[Tesco in Disguise]

spot on, nmh. being single is quality. i'd never go out with a girl, just to have a girlfriend.

but when someone comes by who just bowls you over (and i mean just a handful of times in your whole life, if you're lucky) there's not much you can do about it.

 

[Dave the OAP]

No...just the once

 

[ROSM]

No...just the once

but what about Mrs DtG??

 

[mejonaNO12 aka riskit]

i think i was in love once. she was chinese....or spanish and we made out in a library toilet for 3 hours.

 

[Dave the OAP]

but what about Mrs DtG??

 

[Robot Chicken]

Not been in love yet. Far too cynical at the moment anyway.

 

[Meade's Ball]

I remember being in love before i was with some someones, but then i suppose the love changes into a flaccid passion i can neither grab nor keep a fair hold of. No marriage or engagement or pregnancies or vast STDs delivered energetically on birthdays. Just more of what is than plans to develop strongly together. I think i probably feel lonlier with someone than without. Failure then houses a voice and a look of eternal disappointment and a huge pile of end of term reports all affirming the written request to try better.
So, it's very difficult to find a match.

My most recent partner and i have had to split because i briefly perished. So all we had intention of before died with me and us. Passion, loping strides, shared interpretations, educative meals and wild nights of music and dare were replaced by concern and worry and a seemingly endless tale of thrillless drug intake, unwanted dumbery, floundering lust and a long disinterest in any interest we could have in each other. All of a sudden, we remember me pooing myself in hospital, wallowing in childish bemusement and misunderstanding anything my eyes could wearily see in numbers or words and struggling from a bed i kept wetting with my broken bones and dead limbs, then flapping on the floor waiting for help i didn't ask for. So, instead of us recalling the finest times we have found each other in, it all became me, me, death, pain, me, her, struggle, me, difference, me, loss and time.
It's a shame, i think. Relationships ought to end with either death or villainy. When neither partner of this twosome is an enemy or bitter bully, then a wish for goodbye is almost impossible.

 

[Curious Orange]

I remember being in love before i was with some someones, but then i suppose the love changes into a flaccid passion i can neither grab nor keep a fair hold of. No marriage or engagement or pregnancies or vast STDs delivered energetically on birthdays. Just more of what is than plans to develop strongly together. I think i probably feel lonlier with someone than without. Failure then houses a voice and a look of eternal disappointment and a huge pile of end of term reports all affirming the written request to try better.
So, it's very difficult to find a match.

My most recent partner and i have had to split because i briefly perished. So all we had intention of before died with me and us. Passion, loping strides, shared interpretations, educative meals and wild nights of music and dare were replaced by concern and worry and a seemingly endless tale of thrillless drug intake, unwanted dumbery, floundering lust and a long disinterest in any interest we could have in each other. All of a sudden, we remember me pooing myself in hospital, wallowing in childish bemusement and misunderstanding anything my eyes could wearily see in numbers or words and struggling from a bed i kept wetting with my broken bones and dead limbs, then flapping on the floor waiting for help i didn't ask for. So, instead of us recalling the finest times we have found each other in, it all became me, me, death, pain, me, her, struggle, me, difference, me, loss and time.
It's a shame, i think. Relationships ought to end with either death or villainy. When neither partner of this twosome is an enemy or bitter bully, then a wish for goodbye is almost impossible.

That is really quite moving.

 

[empire]

i think i was in love once. she was chinese....or spanish and we made out in a library toilet for 3 hours.

dont you mean 3 mins

 

[John Dorian]

3 seconds ??

 

[Dave the OAP]

I remember being in love before i was with some someones, but then i suppose the love changes into a flaccid passion i can neither grab nor keep a fair hold of. No marriage or engagement or pregnancies or vast STDs delivered energetically on birthdays. Just more of what is than plans to develop strongly together. I think i probably feel lonlier with someone than without. Failure then houses a voice and a look of eternal disappointment and a huge pile of end of term reports all affirming the written request to try better.
So, it's very difficult to find a match.

My most recent partner and i have had to split because i briefly perished. So all we had intention of before died with me and us. Passion, loping strides, shared interpretations, educative meals and wild nights of music and dare were replaced by concern and worry and a seemingly endless tale of thrillless drug intake, unwanted dumbery, floundering lust and a long disinterest in any interest we could have in each other. All of a sudden, we remember me pooing myself in hospital, wallowing in childish bemusement and misunderstanding anything my eyes could wearily see in numbers or words and struggling from a bed i kept wetting with my broken bones and dead limbs, then flapping on the floor waiting for help i didn't ask for. So, instead of us recalling the finest times we have found each other in, it all became me, me, death, pain, me, her, struggle, me, difference, me, loss and time.
It's a shame, i think. Relationships ought to end with either death or villainy. When neither partner of this twosome is an enemy or bitter bully, then a wish for goodbye is almost impossible.

blimey that is really sad

 

[Meade's Ball]

blimey that is really sad

Mostly, tis a shame for her, i think. Not trying to say i am a prize asset whose name should be etched inkily and proudly on her now sorrowful brow. Just that my damage was both physical and recognisable from the moment i supped too much and got struck by something i fail to remember. She, on the other hand, just had a time watching me unconscious and not once the same foolish hog she once had affection for. Just something that looked a bit similar.
Time-travel would be our greatest ally.

 

[lost in london]

MB, although I don't know you, can I ask how you're getting on these days with the recovery after the accident (or collision as I now know to call them after watching Hot Fuzz)?