Oh, how I identify with this one. When all my friends married one by one and started families (many are divorced now). I kept a guy around, a boyfriend so I wouldn't be the odd one--the third wheel, the fifth wheel, the 9th wheel.

I suffered from P.M.S all the time and I'm not talking those type of mood swings and cramps. I am talking about "Putting up with Men's Situations." It was always something they needed me to be that the last women wasn't and I tried. I tried to be every woman. And yeah, that's a lonely empty feeling.