after only five months, i just ended it with someone i thought i could be with for years. we were just in different places. he was the nicest man i ever dated, and i still think the world of him. i’m heartbroken that it didn’t work out, but i am determined to move on after a little recovery time.
after we both faced up to the reality of our imminent split, i went into the bathroom and cut my hair crazy short. like, crazy short. it was cathartic, but really my hair is too short now. i figure that by the time it grows out to a less shocking length, the weather will be a little warmer, the sun will be out more, and i will feel ready to go back to the dating game.