It has started again, the fear that I’m never going to find love. The fear that I’ll end up as the old lady with cats. This time, stirred by the slow fading away of the relationship I thought would be my last. Is being faithful so difficult. Why can’t people just be truthful from beginning. Why swear you love someone yet lie to their face repeatedly. I saw naked videos of him and his so-called ex, from 3 days ago. This time I swear I’m done but so did I the other six times.