Addicted to the idea of bad relationships?!

I've always labelled myself as a 'hopeless romantic' and until recently even I was fooled by this motion. Lately, however, I've found that at the mention of romance and those soppy couples that are all blissed up they can't see out their eyes any more I find that I have an undeniable urge to roll my eyes and walk in the other direction.
Or better yet, maybe we should start talking about that gory zombie flick that is on at the cinemas.

I'd laugh if it wasn't so true and if i didn't find it so ridiculously disturbing.

I believe it comes from one of two things. Firstly, and more likely, it is the natural defense mechanism of my brain and my heart in response to failed (and difficult) relationships and the now pending possible separation of my parents. Its like an animal with a automatic defense mechanism to flee, or shot venom, instead I just place ridiculous notions inside of my head, to then find myself later frustrated at my thought process and wondering why all of a sudden I have a million complicated and negative thoughts about my current relationships.

Second reason, i don't believe in love (insert the scoff here! If I didn't believe in it I doubt i'd find the need and want to write about it, as well as talk about it, excessively)

Perhaps, we all need to go through a stage in which we can't believe in the fairytale and then prince charming (haha!) comes along and proves to us that it is real. Or, perhaps I've begun living in the real world where I can logically see that fairies aren't real and prince charming doesn't scoot around in a horse drawn carriage and demand my love in front of thousands of adoring fans. I am not doubting that these events happen (okay, maybe not the fairies... unless you are having a really big night) and that there are moments that live up to the ridiculous hollywood produced fairytale relationship we all seem to use as a measuring scale. I guess I have learnt and accept that these are few... and far far far between.

For the rest of us 'normal' folks who are living with two feet firmly planted on the ground we become happy with relationships with amazing partners who piss us off and don't kiss us the way we want to be kissed, but we love them madly anyway and they make us happy (even without the fairies and horse drawn carriage!)