"Don't I make you feel safe and comfortable?"

Hmm..Let me ponder this question with more effort.

Safe?

No. No one makes me feel safe. I'm a paranoid bitch. I think everyone is out to get me. I am constantly jittery. No one makes me feel like a brick will not randomly fall out of the sky and crack my skull open. Safety is a luxury I have yet to experience.

Not even owning a VW Jetta would make me feel safe. And those people at VW say that "SAFE HAPPENS".

Yeah..?? to whom?

Now to the other point: Comfortable

If you mean comfortable in feeling I can kick my feet up on your couch, yeah. sure.

Now, if you mean comfortable in the sense that I feel I can tell you everything and that I don't play up scenarios where I run you over with my Death Van.

Then. Nope.
No one has accomplished that, either.

Safety and Comfort are two 'crocky' words in my language of relationships.
I don't know if I will ever feel safe and comfortable in a relationship or if I can meet someone who will provide similar standards.

But I do know that I have two Airbags, always wear my seatbelt, always wear shoes and never drink out of the tap.

That's about as safe as it gets. And it's all good.