A few weeks ago, friend of mine posed these questions:
Why do we (a certain breed of lady) do the "non-boyfriends" and the inevitable drama, despite our quite loud protests? Because we're subconsciously petrified of being bored? Because we believe that love might only be love if there's some major sacrifice, or trials to bear? Why do we end up with man-children that need so much maneuvering?
Here is my answer...