Sex & the Single Woman: Healing the Wound
Lately it seems like relationships are ending left and right. I know this isn’t exactly the biggest or most surprising revelation, but myself and quite a few of my friends are all mentally sifting through the debris of love lost. While we all have different experiences, we do have one thing in common: the need for closure.
In my own personal situation, I was dealing with a severe lack of information. Hi, I’m Maggie, I’m a control freak… Not knowing what I did wrong or why things mysteriously didn’t work out drove me nuts. The best and worst part is that the guy was and still is a good friend, which means that I could never completely write him out of my life.
Last night, in an unprecedented turn of events, we ended up talking for quite a few hours. We talked about so many things, and I left the conversation knowing that I had the closure I needed.
In other news, one of my friends served it to a guy she dated last year. He definitely didn’t treat her as well as she deserved, and while her parting words aren’t printable here, rest assured that she got the closure she needed too.