We've been following the romantic adventures of Sarah for quite a while. She was formerly in the military, is now a teacher and she loves kids and dogs. She's divorced and looking for love, sometimes in the wrong places. Here's Sarah to tell her tale:

"It's been hit or miss for me in the relationship department. The last guy I was seeing was Patrick, who treated my sick daughter like his own. He was great about wanting to be a family, until my 16-year-old got pregnant. He took it upon himself to declare that I needed to kick her out unless she was going to follow his rules.

"He didn't understand why I wasn't filing charges against her boyfriend, who was 19 at the time. My reasoning was that he couldn't pay for diapers if he were in jail, and while being responsible for a newborn wasn't my idea of a good time, my daughter needed to finish high school, go to college or trade school and get a job. Alienating her would guarantee that none of that would happen.

"I found this attitude of his baffling as he has friends who are single moms in their 30s — with multiple baby-daddies. He happily helps them out with car and home repairs, food, money, etc. At least my daughter is motivated to finish school and make a life for herself and her baby. So we parted ways in late January.

"My go-to guy after that (with whom I had absolutely zero chance of having a real relationship) was an Army veteran with PTSD. He's medically retired and pretty antisocial. I'd known him for a year and knew he was not relationship material but he was a great guy to hang out with. Travis and I would watch TV into the wee hours, snuggled up on his couch, but that was it — until he said something about being attracted to me almost eight months after we met.

"I'd always thought he was the hottest thing around (he looks strikingly like country singer Brantley Gilbert), but I never made a move because of how we met. I talked him out of suicide after he posted a farewell ad on Craigslist. Everyone I knew told me he was faking it for attention, but having spent my life in the military, I just knew there was something more to it. And I was right.

"He's short, covered in tattoos, with 10 ear piercings and a long ponytail. But he's extremely polite, kind, considerate and sweet. (And an awesome kisser, I might add.) We both knew it wasn't going anywhere, but we enjoyed each other's company while it lasted.

"In March, during spring break, I got sick and was stuck home all week. Out of sheer boredom, I placed a profile on a dating site, kind of a sketchy one. I'd been on it two years ago and all that the guys on it wanted was sex, but it's free, so...

"I was just hoping to find someone to chat with. I did go out to dinner with a trucker a week later, which was nice, but when he tried to shove his tongue down my throat and slobbered all over my face, I was a wee-bit turned off."

In the next column, Sarah's adventures continue.

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