Sort of. I see the point you're trying to make, but what you're forgetting is the fact that I conceded that OF COURSE it's important...but until I'm in a relationship I will live without it. In a relationship, it's quite important to enjoy each other. :p

I second this
 

I need a man (in the same country), to give me an earth shattering, toe curling, knee weakening orgasm....then roll over n go to sleep. Thats what I need at the moment.

Sundae, I think a housemate is a much healthier option for you at the moment. The perfect option would be someone who works opposite hours to what you will be, then you dont get in each others face so much (experience talking here).

Single life makes it soooo difficult to get the things you want, but you can do it, just takes time.

I've been thinking about this joke I heard years ago every time I read the title of this thread, so I've finally decided to share it.

A little boy peeks into his mothers bedroom one evening to see her standing in front of the mirror, stark naked, running her hands over her body saying, "I need a man, I need a man". The little boy thinks this is odd, but goes off to bed after his mother goes out.

In the morning, he wakes and goes to his mothers room and sees that she has a man in her bed. He's amazed to say the least as you can imagine.

That evening, he takes all his clothes off, stands in front of his mirror stark naked, running his hands over his body saying, "I need a bike, I need a bike!"

That really isnt even that funny, but I chortled ;)

Don't worry, I am of sound mind again.
It was a mixture of loneliness and the descending awareness of the property situation in Aylesbury compared to my earning potential.

Just for the record - I never intended to make it sound as if I wanted to "live off" another person. I just wanted to share the cost of living. And all the rest of my life of course. Meh, most of the time I am sure I'm better off alone and resigned to it. Just sometimes when I'm really low it all comes out.

I know I shouldn't be thinking about the future, but my Mum - with very good intentions - does keep trying to plan it for me. Looking into all her suggestions is depressing in itself! Still, the responses I am able to give her are slowly making her aware of my situation.

We had a silly, but eye-opening conversation on one of our walks at the weekend. We were talking about the fact that there is another EuroMillions rollover draw this week, which is £75 million, and just laughing about what we would do the next day if we won it. My plan was to go the local Tesco, get a clean pair of jeans that fit me when I sit down, a simple cream wool jumper, and take them out to a local gastro pub. Mum wanted to go to an exclusive clothes shop in Wycombe - where she got her outfit for my bro's wedding - and head off to the Ritz! I explained that while a win would solve 90% of her problems (which are very few tbh), they would only solve 50% of mine. I still wouldn't want to be out with people I didn't know, would still need to stay teetotal, still need to lose weight, still would feel intimidated by strangers. She went very quiet as I also explained that I would want to stay with them for at least a few months, even with £75 million in the bank, because I am depressed, scared to face life alone, grateful for their company, the framework they impose upon my life and our weight-loss partnership.

Mum and I often play, "What if..." about many things other than the lottery. It's not about future goals, it's an exercise in imagination. But I think this one reminded her that I am actually ill, and at present I can't imagine myself out of that.

Anyway, thanks for all the advice. Dani said I shouldn't cut myself off from my support group, and she is right of course.

:hugs:

I have found that Dani gives very sound advice (well, her and Clodfobble!) and I'm glad you are concentrating on mending up.

all the best energy your way, Sundae.

Yeah, Sundae...
What Bri said. You KNOW we love ya!

Yeah - don't go all quiet on us SG - :headshake

Yeah, it's not that funny, but I had to tell it in order to excercise it from my mind. ;)

Glad you got a giggle though matey.

I LOLed. Thanks.

The incomparable Bessie Smith weighs in:

Tired of bein' lonely, tired of bein' blue,
I wish I had some good man, to tell my troubles to
Seems like the whole world's wrong, since my man's been gone

I need a little sugar in my bowl,
I need a little hot dog, on my roll
I can stand a bit of lovin', oh so bad,
I feel so funny, I feel so sad
I need a little steam-heat, on my floor,
Maybe I can fix things up, so they'll go
What's the matter, hard papa, come on and save you mama's soul
'Cause I need a little sugar, in my bowl, doggone it,
I need a little sugar in my bowl

I need a little sugar, in my bowl,
I need a little hot dog, between my rolls
You gettin' different, I've been told,
move your finger, drop something in my bowl
I need a little steam-heat on my floor,
Maybe I can fix things up, so they'll go

(spoken: Get off your knees, I can't see what you're drivin' at!
It's dark down there!
Looks like a snake!
C'mon here and drop somethin' here in my bowl,
stop your foolin', and drop somethin', in my bowl)