This. I'm no youngster. At 62, I've seen my share of life. It sickens me beyond reason how women stick together regardless. I've had relationships end when she cheated on me and left me for some third rate dimwit, and she announced the new relationship on social media weeks after leaving me, and all her clique cronies are "Oh, I'm so happy for you, yay!". This is after I take in someone who is basically broke and living off welfare in a hovel, gave her the freedom of my house, take her to Europe on my dime, cook endless meals for her, buy her gifts, fix her endless issues, love her, in fact, get fucking engaged. The herd she associates with doesn't even question why she jumped from one man to another. Doesn't matter. They support each other with fake "You go girl!". To this day, this ex is still on reddit spewing shit about me, how controlling and disrespectful I was and how her family and friend hate me. Right. She spent 2 fucking years at my place, 5 days a week, rarely lifted a finger or cooked or cleaned or did laundry or picked up her garbage or cans. I did pretty much all the work, drove her wherever she needed to be, took her out every weekend for dinner, made dinners and breakfasts, loaned her money when she needed it, gave her absolutely nothing to complain about (problem #1 right there - women love to complain about their men). and it still wasn't good enough. Not a single one of the herd she is part of asks, "Hey, what happened with alan, you seemed so happy!" They have incredibly short memories, and are delighted that she dumped me and got something else. Fucking creepy and bizarre.