In keeping with the way I always do things, at the end of a relationship (even a relationship that never actually happened), I delve into the world of online dating. Why? Because I hope that if I distract myself with enough would-be princes, the one who got away won't matter as much.
I've had mixed results.
On one hand, I never actually succeed in anesthetizing the pain of losing someone you care about. On the other hand, I've made 3 pretty good friends over the years. Only 1 of them have I actually met in person. Another one, I no longer talk to, as he is married and has a Top Secret job with the military now. And the last, I have an open-ended date with, whenever he eventually finds himself in my neck of the woods. (Who knows? Maybe he'll end up being The One).
But, despite all my dalliances, I find that Rejection always hurts. You grasp at the Phantom Limb, convinced it still itches even though you KNOW it's not even there anymore.
So perhaps I can distract myself by telling you the story of how I got to this place...
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