Have you ever tried to be someone or something you inherently are not? If you answered yes, you know it never works. My way to be something I wasn’t was to avoid Sandy the whole next day. That gave me enough time, or so I thought, to rebuild my own façade. I was actually surprised to discover there was absolutely no way I was going to avoid this breakup. It was going to happen, with or without me or my consent. Still, I clung to small fragments of hope.
After many tearful conversations, complete with groveling and begging on my part, Sandy decided she needed to be celibate while she “figured things out.” That was fine with me, since it meant I was still in the running. I had finally broken down about my discomfort over seeing her at Steven’s house, and appealed to her emotionally, told he
