I have had several epic breakups with men in my life and I know that people say things in anger or disappointment that they later wish they hadn’t said. And as a divorce lawyer, I have lost the ability to be shocked by almost anything that people say to each other when their feelings are hurt. But when I recently told someone I thought his behavior was rude (chronically very late for dates, failing to return calls while berating me for not being constantly accessible, calling me after 10:00 p.m, and texting R U up? after midnight, etc.), I was surprised at his reaction. Clearly, he wasn’t interested in having a relationship so why not just mumble Sorry and stop sending me messages about how he wanted to get together in the future? In fact, we weren’t in a relationship – a date once every three weeks or so is not a relationship the last time I checked. I thought I was giving the man an “out,” and that he would just fade gently into the void. But, no, he went on the offense, pointed out all my flaws, told me I needed therapy and ended by telling me to, “Get Lost,” the coup de grace to any sort of friendship that might ever have existed. So, with that thought in mind, I do in fact intend to Get Lost! I’ll be in Jamaica by the end of this week, sitting on the beach, floating in the ocean and allowing myself to relax. Completely. Without the bother of someone calling me out of boredom or just to make sure I remain an option. I’m looking forward to being lost in my own space. It’s a good place to be.
