But nothing in the way of romantic action appeared –- in spite of my efforts –- for weeks. New Guy and I have much more compatible outlooks." In other words, Old Guy saw before I did that our relationship, however great it seemed, wasn't The One.
Once it did, I immediately started to worry that I'd be comparing the New Guy to the Old Guy, and of course New Guy would come up short. I am comparing New Guy to Old Guy and thinking, "Wow! Part of what hurts so much about being dumped is that it wasn't your decision.
(And especially if you feel that you've already gone out with every other available person in your gender/age target group and have already been told that you're "too picky" for ruling out hermaphrodites.) After a recent breakup, two or three weeks slipped by without my noticing. It does nothing except compound your misery and, often, turns a minor setback into a devastation zone that affects other areas of your life, as well as future relationships. But set limits on it to ensure you don't pine away.
For those of you who will laugh, laugh loudly while you can.
Or, maybe he took that job offer in Sao Paulo, Brazil, ensuring that we won't meet again unless I decide to take my pale skin south for Carnival.
Around that time is when I announce that I am going to get a cat and become one of those spinsters who wills her life savings to her feline companions.
It was hard for me as I felt he'd pinned the blame on me with an accusation that I'd cheated and lied. And yet he wanted to maintain contact saying that he needed my help.
And I had grown attached to his children so I too wanted a friendship.