Some people will never learn – if that statement is true – then apparently I should change my name to Mr. Some People.

When I broke up with Lisa, I swore to myself that I would never again get involved in a relationship. I promised myself that no matter what, I would not put myself in that situation again. And I said to myself that the last thing I ever wanted was to fall in love again – then I met Sandy.

Sure enough, I broke my own promise and fell in love again and moved in with someone – and now – Sandy and I are no more. So now, I have to go through what I went through with Lis and Lisa – separation of stuff, negotiation of valuables, agreements of money – and the anxiety of a breakup.

The worst thing in the world is having to end a relationship. Feelings of love, romance, passion and companionship dissolve and get replaced by heartache, sadness, anxiety and frustration. The joy of building a life is now the sorrow of separating it. The excitement of looking toward a future together becomes the realization that the love you had will now be a part of the past and you’ll continue your lives apart – and the items that you both bought together have to now be split individually.

As happy as the relationships I was in made me feel when they were beginning is as stressed out, angry, frustrated – and sad as ending them makes me feel.

That’s why I swear – as God as my witness – that I will never – ever get involved in a relationship ever again.

I refuse to go through this again. I refuse to endure another breakup. I refuse to have to leave a piece of my life, my wallet – and my heart behind again and go on hoping that the next time I start over, it will be “forever this time”. I refuse to once again build a life, a home, and a love life with someone only to watch all of that dissolve before my eyes.

To me – its not worth it.