Recently we have had one of my Mother's relatives move into the spare room (Yes, I do still live at home with my parents at the age of 25. The shame)
Well... I thought my love life was bad, but she makes me feel better about myself.
In her 50's she spends the majority of her spare time on dating sites, chasing exes and starting new hobbies that never fully develop.
All the men she meets are creeps, you can tell from the offset, although her crazy ways do scare them off (I admit I can be obsessive but if it's a family trait that gets worse with age then god.help.me)
They're all after one thing. She recently met up with one of her exes and they had sex. In a field. When she came home with muddy boots I told her theres a word for that... Dogging.
'He may look like an old git, but he makes up for it in other ways. He has more stamina than an 18 year old boy' she informs me.
This evening I came home to a note saying she has gone to visit another ex for the weekend. He don't want to know her one minute but as soon as he clicks his fingers she goes running.
I feel like the more mature adult in the situation. When I was upset recently she was very sympathetic but it's the type of advice I would take with a pinch of salt.
If you can't learn from your own mistakes, at least learn from other peoples.