Although I have not yet gone through a box of Kleenex, today has been rough. Valentine's day can be such a slap in the face for single people, especially those with their hearts broken. They should name it "Single's Awareness Day."
I did text him back last night and we chatted a bit. Nothing special. I still couldn't bring up his marriage and he didn't mention it. Am I in denial?
I have been asked out by a really nice guy who lives close. I should be more excited than I am. He seems like a great guy, a good father, fun, and he's cute too. Maybe it is too soon. I don't have my heart together, but I can't sit around just waiting for it to heal. I don't want to hurt anyone because I'm not ready, but it's only a date. It could turn out to be a good thing.
"He" is married, unavailable, and there is no longer any hope of "us" left. I need to move on! I need to stop moping.
I think I am a penguin. Penguins mate once for life. It's tough being a penguin in these situations. It's going against my character to have to find someone new-but research shows that penguins will select a different mate if the one from previous seasons do not return-and mine is surely not returning.