For the first time since the big break up, I dipped my toes into the dating pool again. I find myself having neurotic conversations while poring over tiny little emails...in an instant, I become the girl I can't bear! I lose perspective in an instant, and beg for a Xanax to numb me. I keep saying, "I hate dating! I don't want to date! I want to wake up married again!" The wound, the hole left in my heart by the last relationship has scabbed over, but the scar tissue hasn't closed in yet. I want a man to jump right in and fix everything, to fix me before I even figure out what my problem is.
How long will it take to get Philippe out of my system?
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