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There's a reason nice guys finish last

There may be something to women being attracted to bad boys. At least they start out wanting to date you. They may leave you hurting later on but at least you got to go out a couple of times.

The nice guys are thoughtful and considerate of other people's feelings. Damn them. Cute intellectual boy is declining a date because he knows my Soon To Be X, he's leaving the area in 3 months, and he's overloaded with work. All perfectly valid and even sweet excuses but that doesn't make it any less disappointing. Thank god my STBX isn't very social. If I hear "I know your STBX" as an excuse ever again I'll be very pissed. My STBX is a STBX for a reason - he didn't pay any attention to me. Why should he start now?

I've definitely moved into the angry at STBX phase. Before, I was in the "let's see how nice I can be so everyone feels ok with this decision" phase. I was hurting but I knew STBX was probably hurting more (or at least had less time to process the hurt) and my family was all concerned about him. They consider me independent and able to handle things better than he can. They are right. However, now I'm in the "I obviously went through a bunch of crap to get to the point where I wanted a divorce so I'm allowed to be pissed about it now" phase. I'm kind of enjoying it. So, yes. I'm a little peeved that my STBX is an excuse not to go on a date with me even though it makes sense and I'd probably say the same thing if the situation were reversed.

T-minus 7 days until I am officially divorced.

P.S. I flirted with two new guys at my gym last night. I even got one's name. Movin' on...

Oh! and I checked for rings.

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