That describes my feelings on the M saga. And believe me when I say that there is no more M saga--I have gotten a strong dose of reality, which I apparently needed.
So. M has a girlfriend. I think I would have taken it much harder if she was a real prospect--but said girlfriend is 10 years older than him, has been married/divorced at least once, maybe twice, has a kid my age who is in trouble with the law, and has a notorious reputation for being a slut. (Yes, I said slut. It's the truth, and I'm more than a little ticked right now.)
I found out about this new development from when M came into the gym this morning--he was talking to one of the other guys and mentioned the lady's name. I asked him about it before he left--he wasn't going to tell me otherwise (duh) and was obviously uncomfortable about the whole conversation. I think I was pretty calm, albeit shaking from anger...
But ya know what? I was struggling with feeling of missing him for the past two weeks, but now all I feel towards him is relief that he showed his true colors and didn't lead me on for any longer, and anger because he lied to me on SO many levels. But I don't miss him anymore.
I'm not sure how long it'll take to get over the 'anger' part...I can promise that I will waste no more tears wondering what it was that I did or didn't do, and I'm not going to be friends. It's kind of impossible, given the current circumstances.
Your seething hostess,