I was married for ten years, have four beautiful boys under 9 and have a very fulfilling and successful career.My life is happy, but I really would love to share it with someone…It’s not always about finding someone who is just your type or the person who is the most physically attractive. Whether or not you have already thought of them in a romantic way, it is worth considering whether there is more to your relationship than you originally thought.Sometimes, “The One” is simply finding someone whom you have a true and honest connection with, and someone who loves you just as you are, warts and all. Here are 17 signs that your best friend might just be “The One.” #1 Other friends point it out on a regular basis.Your hugs linger, you find yourself playing with your hair when you talk to them, and you regularly break the touch barrier.And on top of that, you often find yourselves bantering or teasing each other in a flirtatious manner.I’ve been in a terrible relationship before and honestly now, I’d rather be alone than with the wrong guy.

I guess I must be in reasonable shape because NOBODY can guess I’ve even had four kids, or that I’m even 34 (I get asked out by guys in their early 20s- I feel like I should read them a story and tuck them into bed… we usually go on a few dates, everything is going wonderful… I’m not talking about church bells, but just to an actual relationship. I am sick of being treated like a piece of ass, and treated like I must be desperate because I have kids.It makes me feel unloved but I don’t know how to let him know that without him getting mad.He’s like “Oh yeah, I’ll text you tomorrow.” Then he doesn’t!It’s frustrating to feel constantly challenged on something that shouldn’t matter to anyone but me.People aren’t going to ask me why I date men, so why should they ask me why I date ?Non-Asian guys usually take a step back, take a good look at me, and, with the little wheels in their heads slowly chugging away, they find the only feasible sentence worth saying is, simply: To which I cheerfully reply, “Nope. I just hate ugly faces.” Watching them walk away with those faces contorted with puzzlement is so amusing, but that’s only if they leave at that moment. “Well…what do Asian guys have that make them so special? You’re too young to say what you do and don’t like…” etc.They’re either completely confused and/or jealous as to why an attractive white woman like myself (if I might be conceited enough to say) likes only Asian men.