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Originally posted by James
Some random thoughts as an unreformed male.
A man I know walked up to me the other day and said: If you knew that 60 percent of all airline flights crashed . .would you fly?
I answered: no. Then he said, why would you get married?
And he is right. Also with a guy . . 60 percent of marriages fail and there is an enormous economic cost for the male.
That 60 percent statistic may be generous also because it includes a whole generation that didn't much divorce.
Some of the men i know that have divorced have lost 75 percent of their assets. Thats an expensive committment.
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OK, first of all: WHAT enormous economic cost? A very close friend and former professor of mine once told me that when a couple with children divorces, the wife becomes a single mother and the husband becomes a bachelor. Case in point: I just got divorced and my ex has a spanking brand new car while I drive the 10 yr old station wagon. He can go away every weekend that he's not working while I have to plan my getaways months in advance. His income is practically disposable while I'm paying ALL of the bills and going without things I want or having to put them on layaway!! Oh and did I mention that he's still on my health, dental, and vision insurance until I leave my job on Wednesday due to some screwed up paperwork? I mean, yeah, I'm about to move to FL and into a much better paying job and such but this nucca is COSTING me $$!! Not to mention that when were married, he got all the benefits while I worked my ass off!! So squash that!!
I've been married and divorced TWICE and you know what? I'd LOVE to get married again, but not for another 3-5 years!! I'm having a great time dating and just seeing what's out there. But to tell the truth and shame the devil, my heart belongs to my boo. Always has, always will. Oh I loved both of my ex hubbies in their own way, but I love my boo the best. Now, we've talked about the committment thing. And he IS scared. Not of committing to me by the way, but he's scared of failure. His parents are divorced, I've been divorced so I understand his fear and he's working on it. To further tell the truth, I'd be glad to live with him and his kids. I don't have to marry him. I mean, we've loved each other (near and afar) for the better part of 18 years. If we get married, good. If we don't, oh well. We make each other happy. Even when we're arguing over the price of a Ford Focus on The Price Is Right, we're happy.