The Joy of Singlehood

Sometimes I write big long rants about what is wrong with the world and It really makes me feel better. I don't generally launch them on the world anymore because what good would be served by depressing the hell out of the few readers of my words? Thinking about how I by accident and reflex avoided having more troubles does improve my mood though. I am so glad I don't have to "be strong" for someone else. My problems are largely my own and not those of a partner, child, or elderly parent. Which is a damn good thing because I'm not even competent to care for myself, much less anyone else.