In the Multitude
Most of my 52 years were spent in the search for one man that would be everything to me, would see to all of my needs and make me happy. In the earlier years, I looked for him in sexual ways, thinking that there was one experience out there that would feel so good and right that it would somehow complete me and erase all of the loneliness. In latter years, it took the form of searcing for a man whose main interest in life would be to make me happy.
