Life, dating, and sex

Or maybe I'm too old, I come from an older, stranger, puritan world that has my brain skewed when it comes to relationships. Or maybe I'm just used to toxicity and being disconnected from the person I'm supposed to see as my partner and vice versa. 

What fucking point is there in baring your soul to someone when they're going to pick the pieces they want and try and dismiss the rest of it? Why borrow someone for a short time to make yourself feel better and then toss them aside when you've had your fill? Why does caring for someone suddenly become a hazard? 

Or maybe I'm not looking correctly at people and they're all out to fuck, and I'm just looking for that one personal connection. 

That fucking makes me feel older, saying that.