This happened in the past, but it popped in into my mind tonight. I decided to write a field report. Dread might not be the right term, but I was having a hard time coming up with a title.

My live in LTR, lets call her A, informed me we were breaking up. Things weren't working so she was moving out of state in a few weeks. I was sad, but decided to get back out there ASAP.

I put up a dating profile within a day or two. A saw me checking it one day on the couch. The next day she is giving me shit about it. I explained to her that soon we would be far apart. I asked her why I should put my life on hold? She continued on about how terrible I was blah blah blah.

The first time I went on a date she was home looking very sullen. It was a weeknight and I came home around 12:30. She asked me how it went and if I'd see her again. I said I do not kiss and tell. It had been a week or two since A and I had sex. We stopped when she told me she was moving away. A initiated sex that night. We had sex almost everyday after that before she left. She flew back and stayed for a week or so a month after moving out.

Why are men taught to act so weak? Society would teach me I am evil for not waiting until she moved out. When I stood up for myself I got laid after getting home from a date with someone else. How did that date go? ehhhhh I was out of practice and didn't even get a kiss. I didn't tell A that when I got home though ;)