Yes viewers, this is going to be quite a depressing post, but we're not at the self-harming stage or re-decorating in black emulsion, its just a simple question. When do you stop trying to find someone?

Once you've been burned on numerous consecutive occasions, even when you've tried your damnedest to make things work, is there a stage where you just have to admit defeat, and consign yourself to ready meals for one and getting excited when you get junk mail addressed to you personally?

Judging by the amount of people on this site who are still here after several months or more, there are obviously others who still haven't hit the jackpot. So, are we all in denial? Or do you reach a stage where you're resigned to your fate? I know there have been a few success stories on here, but they seem to be in the minority.

After all, you can only take so many knockbacks before you start getting overly cynical (and perhaps even bitter) about the whole affair, which doesn't do you any favours in endearing yourself to the opposite love.

Is there a queue for the monastery I'm missing out on, or is it worth soldiering on?

you dont.... simple as

"I know about art and love, if only because I long for it with every fiber of my being"

I know I'll never give up. It does hurt so much to go through all of the heartache, but in the end it will be worth it, when you do find that person. Just keep trying, because that is all you can do. If I did not have the hope and desire that I have to find love, I would feel quite empty.

You just get up again, dust yourself off and try again.

sit back, put yourself on cruise control, dont worry about it

yeah im a strong believer in if you get yourself sorted and your happy with your life, then love will come..

but you have to be happy in yourself

i am going to give up for at least the next year and concentrate on more important things

oh well he hasnt hung around

yes vi, maybe he has. just didnt think the title of this topic meant he didnt have much luck and fucked off