One at a time, please.

By the time you're my age, you can honestly look back on your relationship history and see some bright spots, right? I mean, I recall the relationships I've experienced; the good, the bad and the ugly, and I can say I learned something about myself from each one. Granted, not all the I learned was happy stuff, either. But, I was fortunate not to suffer grandiose mental duress or physical abuse at the hand of the ones I loved. Or if I did, I was out of there quickly. I am a serial monogamist and proud of it. I was never one to juggle the boys. It just seemed too confusing and tedious. I can barely remember people's names when I meet them on the street. How would it be calling Steve when I meant to call Dave, or Mike, or Matt? I would have been forced to keep cheat cards and a dating calendar. I really feel, if we are serious about sustaining a healthy and rewarding relationship, one at at time is plenty! This way you treat them as you would appreciate being treated and isn't that what it's all about, Aretha? R E S P E C T. Granted, they don't all "get it" but if you don't like how a guy is treating you (by dating multiple gals at once), dump his ass. As the saying goes, "let it fly free. . . and if it should return, it was meant to be," or something to this effect.