Pain Pain Go
Away
The pain of
rejection is not new to me. I can’t figure out why some instances effect me
more than others. Take the Spicy Italian. I thought we had a certain
connection. In reality he pushed the sex too early. I wasn’t quite ready. Why
you ask? Well, for one thing I am still self conscious about the weight that I have
yet to shed since Angry Guy and I have split. The Spicy Italian has an amazing
body for a man of his age although I have to say that he listed his height in
his online profile as 5’6” and Kitty is thinking he is more like 5’2”. Since
Kitty is quite short myself, the Spicy Italian’s height was not that much of an
issue.
And so after
that fateful night when Kitty slinked away from the Spicy Italian’s restaurant
and back to my own office just a block away Kitty did not hear back from the
Spicy Italian. I did see him online however. He was shopping for other women.
He was clearly not satisfied or impressed by my performance in bed. That infuriated me. And so just a day before Valentine’s
Day I texted him as I saw him online on POF and said “find anybody interesting
on POF?”
Thirty
minutes later or so I received a text back from him saying “Driving to Philly”.
I expected that to be the last I heard from him. To add insult to injury on Valentine’s
Day I received a text from him saying “GM [Kitty]. You are a great person just
don’t think we are compatible.”
WHAT THE
FUCK!?!?!?!?!? Based on some of the wonderful conversations we had over the
past weeks I thought we were DEFINITELY compatible. This was clearly physical
and damn did it STING.
Over the
course of the past few weeks I watched him online as he searched and searched
for someone younger, thinner and more beautiful than Kitty. Oh and he will find
her. You mark my words.
Once again
having dealt with the pain of rejection for a good portion of my life not to
mention through some of my Ashley Madison encounters I have come to realize one
very important thing. Yes, the men do move on and they move on quickly. The Spicy
Italian probably doesn’t EVER give me a thought. I would be surprised if he
recognized me or even remembered my name at this point. But one thing that I
have learned is that the pain DOES go away. Sometimes it takes a few weeks
sometimes YEARS but this pain of mine. The pain of lost potential will go away.
And Kitty will be stronger than ever. You mark my words.
