From 2012: Some people never find the love of their lives. And live to tell about it.

[jmyrlefuller]

https://www.washingtonpost.com/lifestyle/magazine/some-people-never-find-the-love-of-their-lives-and-live-to-tell-about-it/2012/01/13/gIQAB0S43Q_story.html

 We talk about the delay of marriage or the rise of cohabitation and single motherhood. Depending on our perspective, we cheer the broadening definitions of family or bemoan the breakdown of the nuclear unit.

But the cousin or neighbor or co-worker who always seems to be on his or her own? We don’t give them much thought.

It’s easier not to. Perhaps as much as religion, our society hinges on belief in romantic love. How many songs and novels revolve around the long search and eventual discovery of a beloved? The phrase “happily ever after” implies a singular outcome: two lives made ever better by virtue of their union.

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[jmyrlefuller]

I found this article five years ago. I'll be honest with you, the scenario within has been a big fear of mine, and a lot of the anecdotes parallel my life story quite eerily.

Even without that angle, I figured it'd be an interesting topic of discussion.

[roamer_1]

I found this article five years ago. I'll be honest with you, the scenario within has been a big fear of mine, and a lot of the anecdotes parallel my life story quite eerily.

Even without that angle, I figured it'd be an interesting topic of discussion.

meh.

Romantic love is overrated. That isn't love.

[Suppressed]

the scenario within has been a big fear of mine

You aren't alone...no pun intended.