I think I did it today. Most people know when they have broken up. Not I. This 45 year old dating horror I call my life is never cut and dry.
He is a quiet man. A man who can barely respond when I share loving comments. When I saw his MATCH profile back up and active this morning -- the fairy tale felt over. I wrote a long note, but the key message was this:
I said I would be happy to chat (if he wanted to dial the phone - the ball was in his court), but if the man can't take the good from me and have a comment...imagine his communication skills when faced with the bad. I thought I was falling in love with this one. I did. So much I still love about him, but this I will not abide.