The other day, I read a post that struck a nerve. Newmie, over at The World According to Newmie, wrote (with a bit of colorful language) about running into an ex. In their brief encounter, she remembered all the reasons they broke up and left wondering why she was so silly to love him in the first place.

It made me smile, because I've been there. Heck, we've all been there.

Single Maryann, for the most part, is a piner (read: scaredy cat). I was particularly good at this in college, where I would dream and sigh and, well, pine, for someone who (sometimes) had no idea I was into them. When I finally would reveal myself, it often ended up disastrously, mainly because silly Maryann had built up the relationship before it happened. (And because, the other person sometimes, believe it or not, didn't like me in that way.)

At any rate, I treasure those moments when I can see someone I used to *die* over and can now see them without the glow of infatuation, just as a regular person who is not worth flinging myself over a bridge for. Those "Why did I think you were the best thing since sliced bread" moments are priceless.

I try not to think about people who have those moments over me. :)

But how about you? Anyone have break-up victory stories?


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