I don’t know who said that, but they suck. Even though there are hints of truth in it – if you’re realistic. I’m not a realistic person. I live in a sparkly bubble of illusion, and I’m always surprised when it bursts. You’d think I’d learn. No. Never. I like my bubble. I like to think the best in people and always enter things whole-heartedly.
Haven’t worked out what ended yet? The man ended it. I didn’t even get the chance to blog about our fifth date (because I jet-setted off to Melbourne for a shopping excursion with the bestie – LOVED IT!), which was another awesome date!
It was completely unexpected from my end, and from anyone’s I’ve told about him. It seemed to be going so perfect! It did knock me sideways. The fact that he was a coward and did it through text just made me angry. It appears he’s not over his ex-wife. I’m not going to dissect what happened and why it ended. It’s a waste of time. Lets just say that I did not reply to his text in which he metaphorically punched me in the ovaries and proceeded to tell me we should stay in touch.