I know that this really isn't a distinction of condemnation and that some people might even feel that a person with this sort of optimism or just a naive sense of idealism(in terms of finding a partner) is rather refreshing; but from personal experience, all it has wrought are heartbreak and loneliness. Why does it seem like everyone else is more adept at coping with the struggles of lovelife than me? My friends in their 20's could not have developed greater experience than me to employ such a stoic nature towards the downsides of love. Is their emotional fortitude that much greater in measure than mine? I've always told myself that it was just my impossible expectaions of reality that has kept me in this fantasy land mostly occupied by scenes from what I can safely assume are the ten sappiest movies of all time. Or am I the only one who didn't get a copy of Machiaveli's dating guidelines? Is there something wrong with being a hopeless romantic? If so, what's the remedy?