Such residual anger and hostility. I, for one, have never lost belief in the power of lust... er, I mean love. Heck, I'll probably spend Valentine's Day "commiserating" with an ex-GF of mine who rents a room from me. No, we're not kissing housemates... much more like brother and sister these days and we get along fine that way.
I can't think of a single relationship I still look back upon with anger and resentment. I remember the good things we shared, and I consider most of them to be good friends still. Of course maybe that's because my last real romantic relationship was about 5 years ago and I've forgotten the "pain." To clarify, it was a mutually painful breakup... both of us knew the relationship had to end, but neither of us really wanted it to. She and I are still good friends, I have immense respect for her (and she for me) and I stay with her when I'm in her part of Lost Angeles so we can catch up..
Such baggage... be careful. Remember that we are already pushing the weight restrictions when we fly with SCUBA gear. Don't carry so much... live a good life whether you are single or shacked up (just chose that for the consonance). It's just too damned short to let these things dominate your outlook.
Anyone out there want to try to break my heart for Valentine's Day?
Edited by drbill, 09 February 2006 - 11:12 PM.