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I was traveling to Florida, to visit my brother Jeff and his wife, Wendy, in the middle of March, and, I’ll tell you, family and the beach made clearer the process of evaluating my situation to decide whether I wanted to keep dating. Continue reading
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Immediately after he broke ties with me, Jacques deleted me from his Bumble account, so I childishly deleted our string of texts on my phone with a heavy heart. Gone was the lobster photo, the warm face, the texts I loved to read and reread. Continue reading
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Two weeks of texting with Jacques passed quickly, and then it was time for us to meet. This came about a week after the mortifying first date with Mike, which I’d told Jacques about, saying there was no possible way he could be a worse first date. Continue reading