What is the point in having relationships? They are a lot of hard work, you are required to constantly take another’s wishes into account, you lose a huge proportion of your independence and when you don’t get on with your partner, you are miserable. Then of course, when you eventually split up… you’re even more miserable. I just don’t get it.

The next relationship I am forced into I am not getting emotionally involved. No way. Too much trouble and heartache for me.

Bitter? Me? At this time in the morning? Don't be daft!