Shall I become a nun?

Here I am in my bed
A place where many tears are shed
I think about life and lovers
As I slowly slip under the covers
Of lovers past and present I dwell
Some they put me through living hell
Most of them not good enough
I thank them all
They made me tough
There was the guy with OCD
Oh why did I marry thee?
the drinker and gambler
The bipolar sort
I loved them all
Or so I thought
The married man who loved me so
but of course he had to let me go
The one who wanted a kinky threesome
and the other who wanted to inpale my bum!  
The other day a man told me
''We are all bar stewards, you see''
So I might as well join a nunnery!!