I didn't understand how I went from one relationship to the next. I still don't know. I still don't know how I've told so many women I loved them but never really meant it though. I've got this 2 year itch I can't seem to get past it. I've gone from this to that like a **** game of chest but now I'm gasping. I would like to think that I brought some good to them but as I write this down, I know I was never for them. I'm a serial dater filled with commitment issues that I can't fix. Now I'm searching for my next fix like a drug addict looking for their next hit. I'm addicted to the thought of being in love and committed to someone who I already know doesn't deserve to find out the hurt they are about to endure. I'm a *******. Clearly I have too many issues that is hard to change or better yet, maintain.