So, had a massive case of oneitis before I found seddit a couple months ago. We broke up maybe a couple months before I found you guys, and I was in the perfect place mentally when I ran across this subreddit. I really wanted to just get over her and forget about her. Had already deleted her from my phone and FB, but still got sick thinking about it and didn't know how to move on.
Came here, learned some great stuff to improve my game and basically had an epiphany about the way I've always approached relationships. Saw the standard cure for oneitis (GFTOW), and embraced it. Got out, started meeting girls, #-closes galore, few k-closes even a couple f-closes and one in the works that's a definite lock. (did I mention that I'm a 38 year old widower?)
So, guess who calls me yesterday? Yeah, "The One".
Almost didn't answer. Pick up, and she's got some pretext excuse of trying to find some dope.
Me: Sorry babe, can't help you. So, why'd you really call?
Her: I miss you and still love you and just wanted an excuse to talk to you again.
Those aren't quotes, the conversation was a bit longer than that. Point is, I don't care that she still "loves" me. I'm so completely over her it's ridiculous. She could come over naked right now and throw herself at me, and I wouldn't take her back. She's great in the sack, so I'd probably throw one at her and send her packing, but I've got better action all around me so why would I waste my time with this chick that has already left me more than twice?
tl;dr: Outside Europe, antlions are sometimes given names that compare their jaws to a bull's horns.
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