The thing about oneitis, is that it’s not necessarily about getting fixated on, ‘that one unicorn woman.’ It’s the shittiness of the feeling that I fucked it up with that one particular woman, and the idea that I can fix it.

We’re men. Fixing stuff is how we’re wired. If we see something broken, we're naturally going to fiddle with it. So we try and fix whatever we did wrong. The hardest part is realizing that, once you’ve blown your chances with a woman for whatever reason, there’s absolutely nothing you can do about it other than move on to another one and maybe have better luck with her.

Put a pin in your chances with her. They've passed. You fucked up. The good news is there are always new women out there. But damn, defeat is a bitter pill.