No matter what the circumstances. I am more like most men in this regard. No second chances. It's not so much about morality, but about my inability to forgive. I'm a champion grudge holder, and I don't think I could change this about myself even if I wanted to.

Every couple has two stories - the edited one to be shared from the couch and the unabridged version best left alone.

I'm nostalgic and I do think about a "what if."

The person who wants out of the relationship always gets her way.

The whole "misery loves company" thing never applies more than when you're breaking up. The thought that the other person is doing fine is simply too much to bear.

But I am learning that perfection isn't what matters. In fact, it's the very thing that can destroy you if you let it.

I think that we have to consciously be aware that every moment we're in, every different stage in our lives, we can control.